#tw grenade

[tavs-kin-korner]

TW: GUN, KNIFE, GRENADE

sURPRISE STIMBOARD FOR sIMON 'gHOST' rILEY (cALL OF dUTY)!! }:D

hOPE YOU ENJOY! i REALLY NEED TO PLAY COD,,, iT LOOKS SO FUN! }:)

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[Surprise stimboard for Simon 'Ghost' Riley (Call of Duty)!!]

[Hope you enjoy! I really need to play cod... It looks so fun!]

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[professor-sandalo-fakemonblog]

//OOC. Tw: explosives, weaponry, bombs, grenade, SWAT

//there is a live weapon “standoff” just outside my apartment and the motherfucker has a live grenade, unpinned. This is in the southern US, for reference. I have no idea what else is going on but a 6-mile block radius is blocked off, including the block for my apartment complex. SWAT had to get involved, now, but the place it was supposed to have happened at was at a place that usually helps veterans and addicts, so I am just happy that everyone is ok as far as I am aware. It was terrifying

[pollyanna-nana]

My most controversial Dungeon Meshi opinion is that Laios would hate Omegaverse actually. He’d think it’s boring and scientifically inaccurate (the worst things it could be to him).

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 15

Hood remained silent, even as he clenched the gun tightly in his hand. He hadn't even seen a hint of green portals or blond elfs but 200 witnesses couldn't all be wrong.

All of them had stated that a white haired meta with a gas mask was working with a blond elf with a leaf mask and that they had been the ones kidnapping the kids and teens of Gotham.

Jason had heard stories of fairies snatching kids and infants, sometimes swapping them out with a sickly one of thier own. But there were no trades that Jason knew of. Only missing kids.

Hell, all of the biggest child gangs around Crime Alley and the Narrows were gone.

As in gone gone. Not a single member was left nor any trace of where they could have been taken to. As much as he hated to admit it, he might need to ask for help from the Justice League Dark...

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Link stared down at the kids from his rooftop perch.

They looked...cleaner. Happier. They had gained a healthy amount of weight, no longer stick thin and weak looking. They had season appropriate clothing without holes and others hidden away in chests and armours for the coming seasons far off from now.

His spirit friend, Phantom, had panicked a bit after he realized what they were doing was trafficking, but calmed down once he pointed out that these kids would have a much better life in Hyrule than they would have had in the rotting trashpit that was Gotham.

If they would have lived much longer at all

Still, thier presence here was mutually beneficial. Hyrule had lost over 80% of its population in the Great Calamity and they were no where close to regaining the population they once had. All of thier forts, training areas, ect were specifically targeted and destroyed in the attacks and gardians and monsters were left in the ruins to ensure they could not rebuild what was lost

Which led to the bigger issues at hand. All the empty occupations.

The castle, and thus castle town, were ground zero for the disaster that wiped out the Hylian peoples. With it many businesses and trades were lost. Hyrule had few soldiers and those they did have desperately needed armor, weapons and training.

That wasn't all. Hudson construction had attempted to repair Castle town and eventually the castle, but they were wood workers, not stone masons. They knew little of the craft that was needed.

There were lessons and information in the castle archives covering most of the jobs and trades, as well as how to proform them, but the princess didn't see it as a priority. They didn't have the people necessary to teach these crafts and the castle and town surrounding wasn't really a priority anyway. Not with all the people who still needed help around the kingdom.

Phantom helped a lot too. Other than helping them build towns for the kids (the child gangs actually really liked having a town all to themselves) he did a lot of other random jobs around the kingdom, much like Link himself.

Unfortunately, his next trip to Gotham lead to a run in with the "Red Hood" and the phrase, "Was that a fucking fruit grenade?!" Link did not know what the word "Fucking" meant but the Hood man would not tell him. He is learning a lot of new words from this guy, words that Phantom appearently didn't like cause he loudly scolded Red Hood like a naughty child the first time they met. It was hilarious to see this tiny 15 year old tell off a giant tank of a man.

Link couldn't see the mans expression due to the odd red helm the man wore, but he could tell he was cowed, even if just a bit. Then he began speaking to someone who wasn't there while pressing his finger to the side of his helm where his ear should be. Is Red Hood ill? Does he have a mind sickness like the ones Phantom told him of when describing his parents? Or is this something Link doesn't yet understand...either way he doesn't think he's getting more children for Hyrules future in this trip...or anytime soon if those ominous masked people landing on the rooftops around them had any say in the matter.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was at a lighthouse with my cousin and we ate pomegranates when one of them became a grenade (in our language pomegranate and grenade are the same word) and blew up in a pink dust.

[shittysawtraps]

Hello, Carl,

You made millions pioneering your "auxiliary septic tank" system as an environmentally friendly wastewater diversion for businesses. What you delivered was nonsense that has caused backups, leaks, and widespread sickness for all of your victims.

Now, let's see how high the shit can really fly.

In your mouth is a fragmentation grenade. The trigger is in your cheek, but you may have noticed that the pin is missing. If you do not keep that grenade in your mouth, it will trigger and detonate before you can run.

The pin to that grenade is down in the port-a-potty in front of you. It's from an office that used one of your auxiliary septic tanks. Wade through the consequences of your fraudulent business, or just wait for your jaw to tire too much to keep the grenade in.

Live or die, Carl. Make your choice.

*fumbling, then a recorder is slipped into a pocket, and the sound becomes muffled* okay, so how do we know he won't, like... Just take the grenade out of his mouth? I mean, yeah, then he has a live grenade, but can't he just throw it across the room and hide in the shitter? I mean, what's making him actually play the ga- *tape runs out*

[cammypuppyyy]

oops!

[marshmellowtea]

i'm a "sandra fucking hates raymond bean so much but she's willing to play nice with him because she knows it's important to chris that he respects him and his drama society even though she knows that'll literally never happen for him" truther.......raymond actually likes her and she knows that and will play into that when she's around him because chris keeps looking at them with these pleading, hopeful eyes, like she can somehow help convince his father that this little acting thing he's doing is worth something, but the entire time she's thinking about gutting raymond like a fucking fish because he's an asshole to her and their friends and ESPECIALLY to chris but chris is so blinded by his desire to be loved by him and his absolute paralyzing terror of him to recognize that and her sympathy for him over that has won out over her anger that he brought this man into their theater <3

[sarahkomik]

i CANT STOP WITH THE INTERNAL JOKES

ecru pulls out a hand grenade out of his paint eating ass

(yes it’s the pulling guns outta nowhere gag from bunny maloney)

[tavs-kin-korner]

tW: bLOOD, gUNS, gRENADE

sURPRISE STIMBOARD FOR 2bdAMNED (mADNESS cOMBAT) OF THE 🐶 SYSTEM!! }:D

hOPE YOU ENJOY! i TRIED TO THEME IT AROUND FIGHTING AND TECHNOLOGY! }:)

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[Surprise stimboard for 2BDamned (Madness COmbat) of the 🐶 system!!]

[Hope you enjoy! I tried to theme it around fighting and technology!]

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[olithatwriter]

Hello, everyone! My friend and I came up with an idea for a Sherlock AU! (I think it's an AU? Or more of an adaptation, as they look VERY different.) John is a YouTuber! This is HEAVILY inspired by Sherlock & Co, and the idea came about because she said some fanart made Sherlock and John look like YouTubers. I hope this idea hasn't been done before! I'm going to write it on A03, and as soon as I do, I will tag whoever would like to read it! Doc_And_Detect or just YouTuber Sherlock Holmes is what I'll call this! Also, I made some designs, but I can't draw so I used Gacha Life 2.

If you'd like some funfacts about them, here they are!

Sherlock: Keeps a notebook full of detective work in it. Said notebook is being held together by duct-tape, zipties, and God himself. Gay. Autistic. Is a consulting detective, as per usual, and is best friends with Lestrade. He hasn't seen his brother in ages. Is actually nice once you get to know him.

John: He got a injured from a grenade blast. Has scars all up his arms, back, and legs, which is why he always wears long sleeves. Pansexual (probably). Still on the fence, but transgender? (FtM). Most likely has ADHD. Definitely has PTSD. He wears a knee brace.

[lamphoera]

it speaks to a certain quality of the human spirit that people have kept trying to invent the Politically Expedient Aesthetic Movement for the last 180 years at least, have never succeeded because the concept contradicts itself, but keep going "MAYBE NEXT TIME, IF WE SOLARPUNK HARDER..."

[wintercandle42]

Yes, Mr. President it is crucial to the mission that we all dress in drag. I don’t want to hear a peep about it.

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That was a joke, mr. President. The peep part, not the drag.

[randomblognumberfuck]

guys I made it

ah! What a freaky robot!

[gummi-stims]

Hello! Could I request a stimboard about Vaas Montenegro from Far Cry 3?

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[angstfactory]

@cryiinglikecassandra (valentino)

It said something, to just how little Vicente cared to what was happening lately. Normally, this man would know when someone was even approaching the front door from the basic sensors and booty traps that were routinely and meticulously crafted and looked after. Shit, the security system was absolutely useless at the moment, as he hadn't set any alarms in a couple of weeks now and hadn't checked trail cams in longer than that, either.

Point was, Vicente would have known when someone was in his house. He should have known.

Vicente managed to crawl out of bed to go take a piss. As he stood at the toilet to relieve himself, clinking noises from the kitchen reached his ears above the stream. What the fuck?

He crept down the hallway, pausing to collect a small pistol from the ground without thought. As Vicente came upon the kitchen, weapon pointed, he cursed. "The hell are you doing?" he snapped, immediately lowering the gun once he saw Valentino at the sink, washing a few dishes the male had allowed to collect for a couple nights. "You know not to break into a hunter's home," Vicente sighed heavily, sitting the weapon on the square kitchen table and took a hard plop on one of the chairs. A hand rubbed over his face. True, the male's motivation was very low, and he was struggling through things, but it'd been a few weeks since his first instinct was to protect himself.

"Where have you been?" he asked his old friend. Vicente settled his back in, eyes lowering to the small single-shot pistol on the table top. His brows knit together faintly while his fingers caressed along fancy engraving at its side-- an antique. And not his. Chucky. Vicente's head turned, to look back down the hallway where fresh memory of events replayed in minds eye.