#BLACK ARMY JACKET band

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"...BOTH FANS OF BANDS LIKE TERRORIZER, ASSÜCK, AND NAPALM DEATH AND WANTED TO CREATE A BAND IN THOSE STYLES."

PIC INFO: Spotlight on a gig poster design for American powerviolence BLACK ARMY JACKET reunion show at the former NYC Cake Shop venue, on September 4, 2010. The iconic movie monster/alien creature from the 1955 sci-fi/horror movie "This Island Earth" can be seen in the background.

MINI-OVERVIEW: "Black Army Jacket was an American grindcore/ powerviolence band… Their ex-members can now be found in bands like HOPE COLLAPSE, MUNICIPAL WASTE, MATT POND PA, BURNT BY THE SUN, and BIRDS OF PREY.

The band was started by Andrew Orlando (ex-guitarist of MILHOUSE and owner of Reservoir Records) and Carlos Ramirez… both fans of bands like TERRORIZER, ASSÜCK and NAPALM DEATH and wanted to create a band in those styles. …Queens, NY-based Chainsaw Safety Records would go on to release the band’s "The Path of Two Swords As One" 7 inch and the band started to tour regionally shortly after… [Soon after] Dave Witte joined the band on drums. Now a four piece, they toured with California’s BENUMB and NOOTHGRUSH."

-- BROOKLYN VEGAN, "BLACK ARMY JACKET reuniting to play Cake Shop & Best Friends Day in Virginia (lineup)," published June 17, 2010

Source: www.brooklynvegan.com/black-army-jack.

#BLACK ARMY JACKET #Hardcore punk #Powerviolence #Grindcore #90s hardcore #Cake Shop #Cake Shop NYC #90s punk #BLACK ARMY JACKET Powerviolence #BLACK ARMY JACKET band #Poster Art #Gig flyers #Show flyers #Punk flyers #NYC #Poster Design #Graphic Design #This Island Earth #Sci-fi/horror #Sci-fi

[disease]

“BONDAGE SUIT” — S/S 1976 VIVIENNE WESTWOOD x MALCOLM MCLAREN

This bondage suit in black cotton was designed by Vivienne Westwood and Malcolm McLaren for their Spring/Summer collection in 1976. It consists of a genderless matching two-piece jacket and trousers. The trousers have a zippered seam under the crotch and a detachable black towelling 'bum flap' and 'hobble' straps. The look is completed with black boots and a beret and handkerchief depicting the Sex Pistols logo. The outfit borrows elements from army combat gear, the motorcyclist's Belstaff and fetish wear, and was the archetypal Punk outfit popularised by bands like the Sex Pistols.

#fashion #vivienne westwood #malcolm mclaren #sex pistols #70s #spring 1976 #fashion archive #u

[abyssal-ambience]

prefacing this with I'm not necessarily punk, but I like customizing my clothes. and i wanna help other people find stuff for battle jackets! (and other stuff) I'm not the authority on this, but I still want to give my two cents!! also don't expect much more to this, my profile is pure cringe.

If anyone is starting out and I can help, I'd like too!!

The spike/stud dilemma

one of the biggest issues i've noticed is "where do I find studs/spikes without fast fashion??" which is totally fair. something like that shouldn't have to be a minefield. obviously if you buy from a small business that re-sells them from aliexpress you're still indirectly supporting aliexpress.

im sure there ARE slow fashion alternatives and if anyone knows some please let me know so I can add it!!

BUT here's what I'd recommend.

-goodwill bins, sometimes they have old clothes or broken belts, very rare though. also any thrift store or reclaimed craft store.

-Local businesses, sex shops

-metal paper fasteners

-borrowing. it's inevitable, I know. JOANNs is definitely the best selection imo, but Hobby Lobby is better to steal from. Because They are Terrible. Michael's is OK but less selection usually. They use peal off tags usually which are easy to remove.

-also if you're feeling extra insane, hot topic uses mainly ink tags, which can be removed with heat (look up tutorials on) or just cut off a stud/spike belt. their studs are pretty easy to remove. same with bracelets, they break a lot. ofc it depends on the place whether they use beep beep tags.

-ask people for broken shit!

TEXTILES (the easy part)

-fabric samples are easy to find for free online. get whatever colors you want, i usually stick to black, white, grey and 1-3 other colors. they're usually pretty small so order around until you find the right size. you want cotton and linen, usually upholstery if you're painting on them. if you're not or you're ok working with leather, leather is easy to find too. A lot of companies mentioned how stretchy your material is something not stretchy most cases.

-FACEBOOK!! A.K.A the boomer method. This is where I got almost all of mine!! I recommend downloading FREEBIE as well! I got mine thru that, it links to facebook, nextdoor, and so on. Ofc you can pay for them- but you don't have to! I have lifetime supply of textiles basically bc of this. A lot of people get them for hobbies or work.

-the goodwill bins!!!! you can absolutely find fabric there, it's pretty common actually

-you don't need to steal this tbh it's easy to find second hand and less wasteful

PAINTING

-Facebook, goodwill, or reclaimed/used craft stores if you have them

-borrowing (same places)

-use something like Painter Eye (AR tracing app) and draw out any complex band logos etc.

-you can also use sharpies or whatever nobody's stopping you

Other stuff

-one of the best ways to find stuff is just GO FOR A WALK! Find little shiny objects!

-hardware stores are good so are army surplus

#diy projects #punk #crust punk #battle jacket #crust pants #crust punx #local music #diy punx

[texasobserver]

From “‘Drag is so Healing’: Austin’s Queens Won’t Back Down” by Digital Editor Kit O'Connell, originally published in the September/October issue of Texas Observer magazine. Photography by Cindy Elizabeth:

In an orange prison jumpsuit and chains, a tall, lean drag queen writhed to a cover of “War Pigs” by Brass Against, which sounds like someone swapped Black Sabbath’s lead singer for a woman and added a highly caffeinated marching band. As she lip-synced, Hermajestie the Hung completed a dramatic strip tease down to an army fatigue jacket and fishnets, all to riotous cheers and a rain of dollar bills. 

It’s April at the Swan Dive on Red River in Austin’s club district, where “Tuesgayz” night LGBTQ+ gatherings—which include “Queereoke” sing-along sessions—are a tradition. For over a year, the Black-led drag troupe Vanguard, with an informal membership of about a dozen performers that includes both drag kings and queens, has opened each show with the same invocation:

“On our stage we proudly proclaim that Black lives matter, trans rights are human rights, no human is illegal, all bodies are beautiful, and my body, my choice.” 

Hermajestie—who described herself as a “postbinary, polyamorous, pansexual pot-smoking parent” and goes by “any pronouns but he/him”—explained later that she started each night the same way because she “realized that once I mention these things, the trash usually takes itself out.” 

(We are using performers’ stage names in this article to protect their privacy.)

Vanguard, she explained, serves as a “declaration and celebration of queer freedom, queer love, queer existence and queer solidarity.” The space she has created is often politically charged. Each night, she recounts the latest legislative attacks on queer rights, urging her audience to get involved. Tuesday’s routine culminated in her holding aloft the severed head of former President Donald Trump and hurling it into the audience (a similar stunt that earned comedian Kathy Griffin public censure shortly after Trump’s election). 

The members of Vanguard represent an evolution in drag. While elder performers were often cisgender, gay men, many of today’s queens are transgender or nonbinary and explore their identity through the art form.

Austin’s drag scene is thriving: From the heart of downtown to the Hill Country, patrons can attend events every day of the week, including late-night revues and brunches on weekends. One monthly show highlights new, amateur queens, another the elders of the community. Drag has made inroads in non-LGBTQ+ spaces as well—queens frequently perform at birthday parties, fundraisers, and, last year, at a new student orientation at the University of Texas at Austin. 

At the same time, drag is under attack. Senate Bill 12, scheduled to go into effect September 1, will levy fines against venues that host performances appealing to an ill-defined “prurient interest in sex” where minors are present; performers could also face up to a year in jail. The legislative affront goes hand-in-hand with protests and harassment from right-wing activists outside of nightclubs and on social media, where drag performers are frequently doxxed. While most performers remain defiant in the face of oppression, the growing pressure leaves them concerned for their future. 

(Editor’s Note: As of September 18, 2023, SB 12 is under a temporary restraining order while a judge rules on a lawsuit led by the ACLU of Texas.)

Read more at the Texas Observer.

#texas #drag queen #drag show #austin #lgbtqia #lgbtq #texas legislature #transgender #queer community

[gremlins-hotel]

Uniforms of the Cold War There were many pieces and variations of the uniforms for the emergent post-World War II powers. While they remained mostly styled after yesterday's uniforms, several changes came about to bring us the outerwear that most recognizes today. These renderings are not perfect, but they can hopefully provide a suitable image of the era.

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Capt Alfred F. Jones // U.S. Air Force After the Air Force was codified as an official military branch in 1947, we find Alfred sporting the 1949-1964 Air Force blue (shade 84*) Field/Service uniform. This version, rather than the McPeak Dress Jacket, is based upon the Eisenhower or 'Ike' Field Jacket (M1943 accompaniment) made famous by General Dwight D. Eisenhower. The Air Force did allow for the tan jacket typical of the time to also be worn - and for fellow Hetalians you will recognize the tan or olive drab Ike jacket as the typical choice for Alfred's Cold War dress - however, in 1949, the release of the Air Force Blue drove a push for a new wave of uniforms. Its accompanying garments should be as follows; shade blue 120 cotton poplin (pictured)/shade 126 cotton oxford undershirt; shade 84 service necktie**. The uniform can be worn with either the Service Dress Cap or the flight cap (pictured above), both required to be shade 84. As an officer, Alfred's flight cap bears a silver cord braid. Last but not least, the required dress shoes shall be black and socks shall be black. *The trousers should be the same shade as the jacket, but they were made darker for artistic reasons. **The necktie - while listed as shade 84 - often ended up darker than the jacket, likely due to material.

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Kapitan Ivan Braginsky // Red Army (Artillery)* The uniforms of the immediate post-war Soviet Union, like the United States, closely followed those of the Great Patriotic War. Ivan wears a very short-lived uniform, perhaps misleadingly known as the 'Zhukov' officer dress, despite the fact that then-Minister of Defense Georgy Zhukov was a strong pillar against the naval-styled uniform. This style was produced from 1955-1957; from the death of Stalin until the end of Zhukov's tenure as Minister of Defense. It features the M55 Dress jacket in a stormy, steely blue-gray (listed officially as gray). This jacket may have been worn as a parade, dress, semi-dress, or even service jacket (sources vary) - pictured above is the 'Parade Walking-Out' version of the jacket. Paired with the M55 are the dark blue officer breeches of the time. These would have been upheld by suspenders and paired with no foot or leg wraps. Upon Ivan's uniform is featured red piping and black velvet hat banding denoting his service in the Armored and/or Artillery forces, in contrast to the raspberry of infantry. Ivan is far too large to fit inside a tank, so Artillery became his assignment. The Zhukov-style uniform is easily recognized by the gold cockade and leaves upon the visor of the officer's cap. Hidden by Ivan's scarf are notched lapels and black velvet panels. He wears a ceremonial belt worn in conjunction with the Parade Dress. *I apologize for this section being less detailed. Finding decent sources on Soviet-era uniforms in my region that aren't on apologist forums can be difficult as I do not have access to a more formal library or archive.

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#hetalia #historical hetalia #aph america #aph russia #hws america #hws russia #alfred f jones #ivan braginsky #alpha romeo tango #alfred f. jones // daring to fly #ivan braginsky // Не остаться в этой траве #i forgot to link all the forums i trolled for soviet uniform information because godDAMN i'm telling you #it took me two and a half hours to find what i even did to draw ivan as you see him #and he's so not perfect #but it's 2:40 am

[cheynovak]

Family business: Part 1  

Billy Butcher & Sarah Butcher x Soldier boy 

Warnings:  Age difference, cursing, violence, smut, 16+, ... it's the boys... what not 

Side note: English isn’t my first language.  

Words: 5900 

Sarah is Billy Butcher’s daughter from a previous relationship. He did not raise her, on the contrary, when he found out that her mother was pregnant, he fled to the army. Butcher felt too young to care for a child, afraid to follow in his father's footsteps. But Sarah's mother wanted to keep the child. In the first 5 years he sended her postcards on her birthday with a little bit of money in it. But when he never got a responce he stopped. Years later Billy’s and Sarah’s paths cross when they search for the weapon that killed Soldier boy only to find the supe himself, who seems to have an special interest in Sarah.

*Might not follows the original “the boys” timeline*

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Sarah woke up in a shitty New York apartment, she looked outside the dirty window, it was a nice sunny day but all she could think of was how horrible she felt doing this job. The CIA needed some unknown people for some shitty job when they couldn’t keep get their hands dirty. And that was one thing she had no trouble with.  

She took a quick shower before throwing on some old rock band shirt with a grey skinny jeans and black doc martens. Before she got out the door, she took her old black leather jacket and keys. Once outside she took the metro to the CIA headquarters where she had to meet with Susan Raynor. Sarah walked around in the big city thinking how much she hated this place, she could wait to get back overseas. 

Sarah presented herself to Suzan, “Mrs Raynor? I’m Sarah, Sarah Turner, my boss sends me to... take care of an inconvenience for you.” she said shaking her hand. “Ah yes miss Turner. Take a seat. Where waiting for my other associate before I can inform you about your task.” She said with a disapproved look at her. “You might like the man, British too.” Sarah looked with smiled like she had a toothache. “Yeah well, all Brits get along ay.”  

“Sorry kept you waiting luv, traffic.” Sarah heard a familiar accent behind her. She looked up, looking at the man, she could have sworn she recognised him. “Who’s this?” He asked Suzan without looking at Sarah. “Butcher meet Turner, Turner, Butcher. Your new partner.” - “Since when do you give me partners and tasks Suzan?” - “Since we need you to go to Russia and find out what killed soldier boy, what killed him can kill Homelander, but I don’t trust you, so I arranged backup.” - “I don’t need a fucking babysitter, no offence luv.” He said to her swiftly. “Take it or leave it.” Suzan told him.  

Suzan Raynor explained all the resources Sarah had, and talked about their mission, the boys could be included, but only Sarah could call in for progress with her directly. Once dismissed Sarah and Billy stepped out the room. “So, Butcher...” Sarah asked “Billy Butcher?” He turned around. ”You know me sweetheart?” - Sarah’s heart dropped “By reputation” she felt sick to her stomach, but the fact that he didn’t recognise her last name made it easier on her.  

Sarah met the boys, MM, Frenchy and Hughie seemed nice fellas. But she couldn’t help to feel troubled, they planned the trip to Russia, she noticed both MM and Frenchie were trained, Hughie on the other hand seemed like a beat-up puppy. Butcher started to go over the plan one last time. “We enter here...” Sarah couldn't help but to roll her eyes at him. “I’m sorry luv is there anything you want to say.” - “Yes, that is a fuck bad idea. I bet ya that these doors will be guarded by at least a dozen soldiers, unless you can hocus-pocus your arse through them, we need a new route.” - “Well excuse me for my language darlin but, I don’t give a rat’s ass what you think. I’ve been doing this since you were in bloody diapers.” Yeah, diapers you never had to touch you fuck. Sarah though. 

She kept her mouth closed and loaded in her duffel bag feeling pissed, she really wanted to put Butcher in his place, but she knew it would compromise the mission. She heard Frenchy talk to Hughie. “She gives off, Lara Croft vibes, no? Spicy lady.” he joked. “Yeah, well two English alfa’s, I hope it will work out.” the skinny kid answered. Sarah saw Butcher put away some green liquids put away. “What is that?” She asked him.  

“None of ya business sweety.” he answered. “None of my business...” she repeated fierce. “If I need to go out there in Russia risking my ass, I need to know what shit you're taking.” Walking over to Butchers bag taking out everything until she found the temp V. “What is this shit?” - “Oi, give that back you little cunt.” - “No fucking way asshole, tell me what is this shit you’re taking.” - “Give it back or I’ll take something from you.” - “You sound like a fucking child Butcher.”  

Butcher grabbed your bag throwing it all out on the floor, he saw a picture falling out. ”What’s this?” He said while picking it up. Sarah saw his face getting pale as he looked at your mother in the photo. It was an old picture, taken when you were 7 maybe 8 years old, on a vacation in France, Sarah sitting next to her mother on a bench at the sea. He looked back at you locking eyes still holding the picture in his hands. Sarah walked over snapping it out of his hands. “That is my dead mother you fuck. If you ever touch this again, I'll kill ya, understood.” Billy nodded slowly.  

He didn’t ask, she didn’t spoke. They both got back to preparing their bags. But Sarah could feel his eyes lingering on her. On the flight to Russia, they sat apart. Sarah chose the seat next to Frenchie and MM. Sarah deliberately chose to bring headphones, so she didn’t have to interact to much with the boys. “What happened?” Hughie asked Butcher referring to the incident back home. “I knew her mother, we used to date back in the days. I had no idea she passed away.”  

Once landed Billy planned to rest at the motel first before digging around the foreign lab.  

Butcher handed out the keys, “not you, not yet, we need to talk.” He said to Sarah. They walked to his room. “What?” she asked like a spoiled teenager who was about to get a preach. “Your mother, when... how did she die?” - “Oh no, don’t pretend like you care.” She snapped at him. Billy frowned “If you really cared about her, if you really cared about us, you would have never left.” She yelled at him. “So do us all a fucking favour and pretend you don’t know her, cause that is what I will do when this shit show is fucking over. Pretend I never met you.”  

Sarah walked out the door, Billy followed her. “Sarah... SARAH stop.” She stopped but didn’t face him. She could feel the tears in her eyes burn, not knowing why this hurt her so much, she never knew him. “Sarah, I wasn’t ready to be a father, for fuck sake I was 19 years old. Your mom insisted on keeping it.” - “IT?! Keeping IT?! She burst not saying anything anymore before taking another breath “I don’t need to know your sob story Butcher.” she turned around. “You didn’t want a child, I don’t want you in my life, let just focus on the job and get it done, ok.” Sarah took her key and went to bed.  

The next morning everyone gathered at the parking lot looking terrified. ”What happened?” Frenchie asked arriving last. “Raynor, got executed last night. Her brains blown up, Annie just texted me.” Hughie said. “That means someone may know were here.” Butcher added. “No time to waste then.” Sarah said walking to the rented car.  

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Sarah woke up in the red lighted room at the lab. “What happened? WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!” she yelled at Hughie standing in front of her, covering her eyes. “I eh, pushed you aside during the attack, you bumped your head.” Billy kneeled in front of you. “Are you ok, luv?” - “Yeah yeah, I'm fine.” you said while lifting yourself up, grabbing for is arm as you felt a little dizzy. “Still not a reason to be naked though!” she pointed at Hugh, looking around. “What’s this?”  

Sarah opened an old container, smoke came out, Billy pulled her back, behind him, once they saw a man walking out. She looked in him up and down, turning to Hughie whispering. ”He has a reason to be naked.”  

“Soldier boy.” Butcher mumbled, making Sarah look back at the man. At first, she thought he was looking at Butcher but when the smoke cleared, she saw his green eyes were locked on her. Her breath and heart stopped. “No way, he’s alive?” she looked at Billy who looked shocked at her.  

After Soldier boy blasted his way out of there, you all hurried back to the states, trying to take care of Kimiko.  

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“Well, there is no reason for me to stay here.” Sarah announced. Billy looked shocked, “The fuck you mean. There is a fucking ancient supe out there and you are leaving? - “What do you want me to do? Buy a fucking flute and whistle until he comes to us like a dog?” - “He blew up midtown, we need to do something.” Hughie begged. “Guys even if I wanted, I have a fucking concussion, my shoulder is hurt and there is no fucking way I’m taking that shit you injected yourself with.” 

“Then wait here.” Billy said, “Heal and if you still decide on leaving, I’ll buy you a ticket.” Sarah though about it for a second, healing before the long travel wasn’t a bad idea. “Fine.”  

Not long after they agreed to that Billy texted her, “meet me at this address ASAP.”  

Sarah walked up to an old cheap motel. She knocked on the door, Hughie answered, letting her in. She immediately saw Soldier boy snoring a line of cocaine before he looked her up and down. She never felt nervous when a man checked her out, hell she even used her body every now and then to get what she needed or wanted, but the way he looked at her made her head spin and her heart race.  

Billy walked over to you, tilting your head back looking in your eyes. “How do you feel?” Sarah slapped his hand away. ”Stop fathering me.” Hughie and Ben exchanged a look. She nodded to Soldier Boy, “You found him.” - “Yeah, well Hughie and I need to take care of somethings, we need you to stay with him.” Billy smiled at her. “Really? Babysitting?” she answered. “Babysitting, taking care of the elders, whatever you want to call it.” He said pushing Hughie out the door. 

Sarah felt the awkward silence, “Well, coffee?” she asked walking to the small kitchen not waiting for his response. “You were there in Russia, weren’t you?” He asked following her. “Eh yeah” - “You got me out.” She turned to him leaning on the counter. “It was a team effort.” he nodded still looking in her eyes like he was searching for something.  

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As time got by, Ben seemed to like Sarah better than the rest of the boys. And Sarah decided to stay for a while. There was this unspoken bond between her and Ben, both outsiders taking care of their past, in different ways but still. At this point Billy only thrusted Hughie to tell the truth about Sarah. But Ben noticed the similarities pretty early on.  

Ben started the conversation after seeing Sarah walking to the bathroom, Billy was sitting next to him watching tv. "You know, I wanted some rugrats of my own... couple of little boys." Billy looked at him, “With Countess. But not everything always goes the way we want right?” Billy didn’t answer. “Does she know?” - “Yeah.” - “You didn’t raise her?” - “No.” - And that’s why the tension is so bad between you two?” - “She thinks I left her mother because I didn't love her, I loved her I didn’t want to be a father, she wanted the child, what choice did I have.”  

“You could have grown a pair of balls and taken care of your child and woman.” He said bluntly taking a smoke, walking towards the window, he saw Sarah standing in the door, slightly smiling at him. He knew she heard him, even though it wasn’t his intention. “Billy, Frenchie just texted, he needs you at the lab.” He got up looked over at you, nodded before leaving with a sigh.  

“Thank you.” Sarah said walking closer to Ben. “For what?” He said smiling. “Putting him in his place.” - ”I just don’t think he sees you for what you are.” - “And that is?” Sarah asked still walking closer, her eyes met his. “A tall, beautiful young woman, gorgeous big dark eyes, who is stubborn, fierce, smart, a firecracker.”  

“And you can tell all that from what, a week knowing me?” She looked up at Ben. Even though she was 5ft11, he stood taller than her looking down in her eyes. “I’ve known that since I set a foot out of that container.” Ben’s hand moved to the back of her black hair and the back of her neck. He looked at her lips before slowly closing the space between them.  

His movement stopped abrupt when the door opened, he looked over her shoulder. Hughie walked in. “Good you’re here.” Sarah said still standing close to Ben. “I’m going training, I found a private room I could rent at the gym.” She left Ben standing there. Fucking cock blocker, he thought looking mad at Hughie. “Oh, besides I found ourselves a house instead of this motel room.” She said turning back in the door. “I’m tired of sleeping on a couch.”  

--  

Sarah, Ben, Frenchie and Kimiko moved in almost permanently, although Billy dropped by every day to check on Ben, but secretly he wanted to get to know Sarah. Frenchie seemed to be the only one to notice the tension between Ben and Sarah. He stood a little to close, was way more friendly with her than with the others. Accidently bumped into her in the kitchen. She would lay her hand on his shoulder when walking past him at the table, bending over to pick things of the floor, not caring he’d look at her cleavage or ass.  

Sarah was a very structured woman, even in the middle of this shit show she turned the basement into a small training room. She seemed to be the only one using it, not understanding how all of them stayed in shape without training. One day Hughie asked her to show her some tricks. “I’ve seen you fight in Russia, even without temp V you really know how to handle yourself.” She looked shocked. “Eh yeah, sure I’m heading down now.” Ben couldn’t help but to laugh, “I want to see this.” As he followed them.  

Even though Hughie did his best she and Ben could see martial arts aren’t his thing. “Come on kid, tired already?” Ben joked leaning on the railing of stairs looking over them. “Don’t listen to him.” Sarah spoke, “Not all of us are granted with a supe boost. Besides, the right technic will take down anyone.” Hughie smiled soft but knew he never would be cut out for that. “Is that so?” Ben huffed “Fine, do it.” - “What?” Sarah looked at the supe walking down. “Take me down, I’ll even make it interesting. If you can get me on my knees, I'll take you on a date.” Sarah laughed “Oh Ben, how did you know that was my dream.” Answering over dramatic sarcastic. “What if I can’t.” - “You get on your knees for me... in private.” He said moving his thumb over her lip.  

“Sarah don’t.” Hughie said afraid he would take advantage of her. “Agreed, just to wipe that smirk of your face.” she said taking a step closer. She had miss calculated him physically, all though she knew he was build firm, she had no idea that her hits and kicks would be brushed off so easily. Ben never hit her back, all he did was block and push her aside. Sarah was out of breath. “Giving up yet?” Ben teased not a drop of sweat on his face. “Never!” She yelled when kicking his chest. 

“Oi! What the fuck is going on.” Butcher yelled running down the wooden stairs with Frenchie. “Sarah and Ben are... training.” Hughie answered. “Ough.” Sarah let out a grunt falling on her knees when Ben tackled her. “Oh princess, sitting on your knees already? Thought that was the deal, after the fight.”  

Butcher looked at Hughie “Deal? What deal Hughie?” - “Sarah made a deal that if she doesn’t get Soldier Boy on his knees she had to... get... on eh, hers for him.” - “WHAT?! Hey fucking cunt!” Butcher yelled running down the stairs. “The fuck are you planning mate?” Ben looked over Sarah’s shoulder at him unbothered.  

Without hesitation Sarah got up and kicked Ben in his face now that he was distracted. Making him step backwards, losing his balance, falling on one knee. “Mon dieux, a little Jean Claude Vandamme in the house eh!” Frencie laughed hitting Hughie’s shoulder. Ben looked up at her, entirely surprised. Sarah stood there, towering over him, with a wide grin holding out her hand. Ben took her hand pulling him off his knee. “A deal is a deal.” Ben said standing to close to her. “Don’t worry, just the look on your face, that was all I needed.” Sarah said not backing down, almost chest against chest.  

“No, no, NO! Get back, you get away from her!” Butcher pulled on Sarah’s shoulder demanding her to step back looking at him. “Oh, don’t act like you fucking care.” She said walking away. Butcher looked at Ben “Stubborn, like her father.” he said patting Butcher's shoulder before following Sarah up the stairs. “Father?” Frenchie asked. Billy’s face said enough, “Sarah is mademoiselle Charcutier? No! That is not possible.” - “It is.” Was all Butcher replied.  

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Later that night, Kimiko wanted to watch singing in the rain. To everyone’s surprise, Ben didn’t complain. All four watched the movie. Until Sarah heard her phone ring in the kitchen. She got up to see who the caller was. It was her boss back in the UK. He had been calling to see if she was still alive and or working the case. She didn’t noticed Ben got up until she felt the warmth of his body behind her.  

“How long?” He asked placing his hands on her hips. She felt the heat rising in her body. “How long what?” She asked. “How long are you going to keep teasing me woman.” She felt his lips brush over her shoulder.  

Frenchie looked over at the kitchen seeing Ben covering Sarah’s body. But she didn’t seem to mind it as he watched her head fall back against his shoulder, her hand moving back, fingers tugging Soldier Boys hair. 

“Am I teasing you? I had no idea.” She flirted. “Tell me Ben, if you feel like I tease you too much, why didn’t you ever make move.” - “Your fucking friends are cock blockers.” he growls, while he softly bit the flesh in your neck with his teeth. His hands moved up to her breast, kneading them over her shirt. “I don’t know how long I can wait before I rip your clothes off and take you right in front of everyone.” Sarah turned around facing Ben. “Is that a promise?”  

Ben looked shocked at her comeback, but his surprise turned into lust really quick. Lifting her on the kitchen table, kissing her like a hungry man.  

Sarah looked over his shoulder, Kimiko and Frenchy were still focussed on the tv. Ben’s lips were on her neck again. She pushed him back, he looked confused. Sarah slipped past Ben walking back to the couch. She saw Frenchie looking up at her, she answered him with a wink before sitting down.  

Later that night she heard a soft knock, Sarah expected Ben, knowing him, he didn’t want to give up just yet. But to her surprise she saw Kimiko on the other end. “Hi.” She let her in.  

Kimiko heard what happened and wanted to know more about her family and Butcher. So, she told her everything, how she was raised by her single mom, that she lost her at 15 due to cancer. After wandering around for months a group of private contracters had found her and trained her. She owns them everything.  

The man who took her is was now the boss, Sarah even told her that she was ditching his calls because for some reason she wanted to get to know Butcher. God forbit she would ever say that to him. “Soldier boy?” she typed. ”What about him?” - “You like him?” -”Yeah, well we get along, I guess where friends of some sort.” - “ He looks at you like he wants to be more than friends.” - “Oh no, he is like that with ever woman.” Sarah answered feeling her cheeks blush. -” Not with Annie or me. Frenchie says so too! He saw you two in the kitchen...” - “I don’t know. He... does something to me, I feel like I can’t thrust myself around him.” she confessed.  

Kimiko enjoyed the girl talk she had with Sarah, and so did she. “Talk soon?” Sarah asked while letting Kimiko out the door, she smiled and nodded quick. Sarah looked at the clock 2am. Damn, time to hit the sack. She thought changing into her pyjama, well actually a tank top and panties.  

Sarah heard a knock “Forget something Kimi?”She asked opening the door.  

Ben looked down at her, “Hi.” was all he said. “Ben... What are you...” He didn’t let her finish. “ I heard you talk to...” he pointed his thumb behind at him, trying to remember her name. But when he looked down at her, he could see she wasn’t wearing much. Making him forget all he wanted to say. “Yes?” Sarah asked trying to bring him back, but instead he walked in. “Fuck this.” He crashed his lips on to hers, pulling her body to his with one hand under her shirt and the other covering her ass.  

Sarah felt like she had to fight this, but the more she felt his lips on her the more she felt addicted. Uncontuesly she moved her hands over his chest, over his shoulders, pulling him closer to her body. Ben found the back of her legs lifting her up, carrying her to her bed, laying her down undernead him. He looked at her for a second.”Fuck you’re beautiful, can’t believe that cavemen is your father.” - “Can we please not talk about him now?” She kissed and bit his neck. 

Ben’s hands moved under her shirt, lifting it over her head. Fingers teasing her nipples while his mouth was sucking and kissing the flesh of her breasts. She couldn’t help but to moan at his touch. Ben felt her hand moving to his head, pushing him down to her panties. He grinned “So bossy” while kissing her hip. “You like it.” she teased back.”I saw it in your eyes when I kicked your ass.” Ben didn’t answer with words, but he did with his tongue against her slit. “Fuck.... Ben!” Sarah moaned tugging at the sheets beside her.  

Ben heard her breath getting faster, her body arching for more friction. He place one hand over her hips while the other pushed his fingers inside her. "Fuck sweetheart, I wanted to taste you the minute I laid my eye on you.” He said between sucking at her clit and licking. Sarah felt the coil in her stomach grow. “Oh Ben... don’t stop!” She whimpered. After her high she looked at Ben while he wiped his mouth with the back of his hands.  

Sarah wrapped her legs around him, turning him on his back. Her mouth on his, her tongue touching his, tasting herself. Grinding on his coverd cock a few times before lifting herself taking her hand down between their bodies. Ben moaned in her mouth when her hand got down to push down his trainers a little to stroke him. Ben grabbed her hair in his hand when she moved herself down.  

Sarah tugged Ben’s pants further down, taking it all the way off together with his underwear. Placing herself on her knees between his legs. She hears him chuckle. “What?” she asked. “Looks like I have you on your knees afterall.” Sarah smacked his thigh but smiled at the same time, Ben could see the lust in her eyes when she kissed and stroke his thighs, hips, ... everywhere exept where he wanted her te most. “Stop teasing princess.” He groaned.  

“So needy” she teased sitting back up, Ben looked confused. “Really?” She climbed on top of him smiling. “Your big mouth will get you in trouble, handsome.” She grinded against him while she whispered in his ear. “Had you just kept it shut, I might have sucked you so hard, so long till you came in my mouth.” Ben gripped on her thighs she knew it would leave marks, but she didn’t mind. “Oh, so she likes control?” - “You have no idea.” She said, holding his cock steady for her to sink down on.  

Sarah’s head fall back, sitting straight on his lap, Ben saw her face when he filled her up. “Fuck.” was all he could moan. Her hands hold her steady on his chest while she rode him. His hands over her breasts to her neck before he sat up kissing her shoulders, neck, breasts...  

Ben pushed her over, her head towards the foot end of the bed. Wrapping her knees over his hips, while he took her wrist in his hands and pulled them over her head. Sarah felt his thrusts getting harder and faster. His cock pushing against that one spot inside her that made her scream his name. “Fuck... Ben! Harder... fuck me harder ... please.” - “Say it again.”  

 

“Fuck... Me... Harder.” she begged out of breath. Ben placed his hands over her throat not entirely kneading but holding her in place, while thrusting harder in her. “I’m going to ruin you for any other man you will ever fuck.” He whispered in her ear.” - “I don’t want anyone else.... fuck... Ben, I only want you.” She managed to say between breaths while she came on his cock, her orgasm never felt this good before. Not long after Ben came too. 

Fuck Sarah though staring at the ceiling after coming down from her high. “Maybe a little late, but please tell me you’re on birth control?” Ben said looking over at her. “Heh? Eh yeah, I am.” she answered not mentioning she forgot to take it a couple of nights in a row. “I’m going to the bathroom real quick.” She said jumping up putting on a pair of shorts and her top leaving Ben in her bed. 

Sarah ran to the kitchen, starting to throw out everything in her purse trying to find those damn pills, she got nervous. “Looking for something?” She heard Butcher getting in by the back door, putting the lights on. “You’re up late. Need a hand?” - “No, no, I got it.” She said relieved. Taking the pill with a glass of water. “What are you doing here?” She looked at the man. “I couldn't sleep found myself walking here.” He looked at the packaging “Good you take those.” Sarah huffed “Yeah, would not what to put unwanted children on this earth now would we.” She said walking past Butcher. “Sarah...” - “Goodnight.” She quickly said before she had to hear him apologise again.  

Ben was still in her bed. “That took long enough.” She crawled in the bed next to him, kissing his lips without saying a word. But he could see she was upset, she hugged him, his steady heartbeat made her fall asleep quickly. 

The next morning, she woke up to the sound of clashing pots and pans in the kitchen. When she wanted to move, she could feel Ben’s arm still wrapped around her, spooning. Sarah had moved during the night, but Ben still seemed to hold on to her.  

His heavy breathing came to an abrupt stop. “Goodmorning” she said smiling at him softy. “Hmm.” was all he said snuggling closer to the spot between her neck and shoulder. “God, you smell amazing.” he said still sounding sleepy. “We need to get up.” - “Do we?” he asked with a hint of mischief in his voice. Sarah could feel his hand move down, tugging her shorts aside. “I think we still have some unfinished business.”  

Sarah felt his dick pushing against her while his hand was making sure she wanted him as much as he wanted her. Without much though she started to copy his behaviour teasing and playing with him. When their breaths got heavier, he moved her shorts down lifting her leg up a little so he could take without moving too much. One hand on her hip while the other held her close to him, wrapped around her breast holding her body close to his. 

Ben took her hand and placed it in between her hips, holding his hand over hers. “You feel that?” he moaned “That is where I belong. Deep inside you.” Sarah kissed his lips in return. “Fuck Ben, promise me you’ll fuck me every night.” - “And every morning.” he said kissing the spot behind her ear. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re pregnant.” Shit that didn’t supposed to sound so hot. She though.  

After their morning “work out” they both entered the kitchen, seeing literary everyone sitting or standing there. They all stared at the two of them. Kimiko smiled at Sarah, already knowing what had happened. Since she saw Ben sneaking to her room after she left.  

“Mornin” she said in unison with Butcher. Ben couldn’t help but to laugh, he couldn’t believe still not everyone saw the resemblance.  

*A couple of weeks later* 

Today was the day they wanted to take down Homelander. Everyone was preparing but Sarah felt ill, walking to the bathroom she couldn’t help but to overhear a conversation between MM and Frenchie about some gas that could take down Ben. But she decided not to tell him, so he could focus on Homelander. Over these past few weeks they became closer. He shared how he felt about Homelander being his son. “If they just told me. I would have given my seat up.” He had told her somewhere between their passionate nights and open conversations afterwards.  

Things got heavy at the Vought tower. Ben tried to hurt Homelander by saying the few words his father ever said to him. ”Being a fucking disappointment.” He tried to turn the conversation to Butcher and Sarah. “So, this is Sarah. Well, sweetheart wish I could say you look like you mother.” - “Fuck you.” - “How are you feeling? Not to nauseous I hope?” He grinned. Sarah looked confused at him, but when he looked at her stomach and back up at her, she realised she was late.  

“Congratulations Butcher. Or should I say grandad.” Sarah felt Butchers eyes on her, but all she could do was stare at Homelander, unbelievable she had to find out like this. When Meave placed her hand on her shoulder, she snapped out of the shock, looking between Butcher and Ben. Butcher followed her eyes to Ben. Ben already attacked Homelander, but Ryan defended his father.  

When Ben tried to get Ryan and Homelander out of his way Butcher blasted him a crossed the room. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” Ben said getting up. 

 “Not the kid.”  

“Oh, I thought you said blood didn’t matter. Thought that was the whole fucking point” 

“He’s my wife’s son.” Ben looked shocked, seeing Sarah’s eyes grow big. “What!?”  

“You leave the mother of your child, YOUR CHILD but you will defend this kid? WHY?” Sarah yelled hitting Butcher in the chest. Homelander heard everything that she said before Maeve hit him. Ben stopped you “Go find the others. I’ll take care of this.” - “I can help.” - “No, I need you to be save.” He said while he kissed the temple of her head. “Go, I got this.” Butcher looked at them realising what was going on.  

Sarah ran through the entire building finding Hughie at the control room. She looked at the monitor how everyone attacked Ben. “How, wait why is he the villain in all this?” Sarah saw how Annie reloaded, she ran as fast as she could back to them, she saw how MM held the gas over Ben’s mouth. Ben’s chest was glowing. “I’m not... going back in that... fucking box!”  

“MM stop! STOP he will kill everyone!” She felt Maeve running past her. Ben looked at her when she pushed him through the window. Sarah ran after them. “NO!” She fell to her knees, covering her eyes when Ben’s radiation exploded. She looked over her shoulder, everyone was shocked. Butcher laying there on the floor covered in blood.  

*After the fight* 

Sarah and Butcher were brought to the same hospital. The doctor confirmed her pregnancy. Butcher got a warning never use temp V again or it would get him killed. The drive home was quiet. Once home he spoke to her. 

“Sarah, can we talk?” 

“It’s late Butcher, I really want to go to bed.” 

“It’s important.” 

“Fine.” She sighs, taking a seat at the kitchen table copying him.  

“I really don’t know where to start but, I never wanted to leave you, luv.” He looked at her with sincere eyes. “I sent you postcards for your birthday, and Christmas and wrote letters, hoping your mother would tell me about you.” Billy saw the tears forming in her eyes. “I didn’t want to be the monster my father was. Didn’t mean I didn’t want to know you...” He paused a second “I want to get to know you and be there for your baby.”  

Sarah got up with tears in her eyes “Well thank you for sharing that. Goodnight Butcher.” 

She got to her room, falling on to her bed, tears started to fall. After some time she heard her phone buzz. Number unknown. 

She picked up “Hello?” 

“Sarah? It’s me.”  

“Homelander” she recognised his voice. 

“We need to talk...”  

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Part 2 soon : Homelander contacted Sarah, trying to form a front against Butcher, promising her, her child will be save. "Family comes first" He said. 

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I hope you guys like it! I have a idea for part 2 BUT, Love to hear what you think should happen!

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[tomorrowxtogether]

TOMORROW X TOGETHER Debut ‘Back for More’ Alongside Anitta at 2023 MTV VMAs

When it came time to make their MTV Video Music Awards debut on Tuesday night (Sept. 12), TOMORROW X TOGETHER made sure to deliver the goods.

Taking to the stage late in the program, the K-pop superstars debuted their brand new single “Back for More” with a splash. Appearing onstage, all five members — Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and HueningKai — appeared in a bejeweled and fringed jackets, belting out the lyrics to their groovy, disco-tinged song while executing suave dance moves to accentuate their on stage swagger. “All I know is, if you walk away/ Tell me something,” Yeonjun and Soobin sang. “Tell me things you can’t replace.”

As they hit their second verse, the boys were joined onstage by Latin superstar Anitta, following her own performance earlier in the evening and a win for best Latin. Dressed in a fringed black bra and panty combo, she joined the group in the staccato choreography and lent her sultry vocal to the energetic track. With a few blasts of pyrotechnics and an army of backup dancers joining them onstage, TXT brought their excellent VMAs debut to a bombastic close. 

The performance comes after the band teased their new track with a series of videos posted across their social media on Sept. 5, showing the group and Anitta dancing along to the groovy new single. 

The K-pop quintet weren’t just at the VMAs for their performance, though; TXT was up for four nominations at Tuesday’s ceremony. Before the show even started, the group won its very first Moon Person trophy for push performance of the year for its song “Sugar Rush Ride.”

#txt #tomorrow x together #230914 #article #billboard #soobin #yeonjun #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai #anitta #VMA

[aancunin]

𝑇𝑌𝑃𝐸𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝑃𝐸𝑂𝑃𝐿𝐸     :𝐷𝑈𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐷𝑅𝐴𝐺𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝐶𝐿𝐴𝑆𝑆𝐸𝑆   .

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐼𝐴𝑁   ⚔    toothy  grins,  stories  around  the  campfire,  clothes  covered  in  pet  hair,  hot  temper,  old  jeans,  heartbeat  in  head,  potatoes  and  steak,  beaded  jewellery,  bruises  like  galaxies,  mementos, backpack  stuffed  full,  craigslist  furniture, spontaneous  road  trips,  air  ripped  from  lungs.

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐷     ⚔     homemade  bread, white  lies, easily  excited,  trying  on  hats,  band  geek,  pep  talks,  no impulse  control,  sunsets,  vintage  fashion, long  showers,  selfies,  following  dreams,  rosy cheeks,  song  mash-ups,  pink  lemonade  with  tequila, loves  easily,  animated  storyteller, full  of  comebacks.

𝐶𝐿𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐶    ⚔    list  of  wishes,  biting  their  tongue,  band-aids  and  neosporin,  shoulder  to  cry  on,  morning  sun,  necklaces, trial  and  error, homemade  quilts, formal  clothing, astrology  fan,  messages  in  bottles,  pleated  braids,  speaking  up  for  friends, feathers, motivational  quotes,  vivid  dreams.

𝐷𝑅𝑈𝐼𝐷      ⚔       bird  watching, shy  kid,  wind  chimes, trying  to  whistle,  summer  camp, apple  orchards,  lost  in  their  head, glow-in-the-dark  stars  on  the  ceiling,  hoodies,  thrift shopping,  saving  worms  off  the  sidewalk,  pig  latin,  bare  feet, thunderstorms, numb  fingers, braided  hair,  naming potted  plants.

𝐹𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝐸𝑅      ⚔     goose  bumps,  leather  jackets,  adventure,  chewing  nails, cares  deeply  but  can’t  show  it, bronze  locks,  no  sleep, taste  of  iron,  netflix  binges,  never  forgets, combat  boots,  stories  behind  scars, table  for  one,  official  soundtracks, sore  calves,  trusts  themselves  the  most.

𝑀𝑂𝑁𝐾    ⚔       always  trying  to  be  better,  wanderlust,  meditation,  sweat  pants, old   photographs,  yoga,  sleeping  in  hammocks, nostalgia,  minimalist  design, breath  of  fresh  air,  baby  animals,  volunteering,  perfectionist, doesn’t  care  about  fashion,  healthy  snacks,  noticing  the  little  things.

𝑃𝐴𝐿𝐴𝐷𝐼𝑁     ⚔      school  uniforms, thick  jackets,  sleeping  with  the  windows  open, logical  advice, scrapbooking,  compasses,  i  fight  for  my  friends, sculpture  gardens,  cold  morning  air,  big  soul,  likes  routine,  secret  romantic, last  to  get  jokes, sunflowers, practical  presents,  misty  weather.

𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅    ⚔      herbal  tea,  smell  of  rain,  blinking  away  tears,  camping  trips, collecting  bones,  swiss  army  knives, first  impressions, anxious  thoughts,  bobby  pins,  burnt  marshmallows,  too  competitive,  clothes  lines,   messenger  bags,  holding  grudges, gets  along  better  with  animals  than  people.

𝑅𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸     ⚔      flirtatious  sarcasm, candid  photos,  lost  phone  chargers,  adrenaline  rush,  picking  dirt  out  from  beneath  their  nails,  social  chameleon,  clashing  clothes, self-deprecating  jokes,  claw  machines,  sits  in  chairs  wrong,  smudged  eyeliner, has  too  many  sunglasses, eats  nothing  or  everything.

𝑆𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑅      ⚔     infectious  laugh,  family  trees,  shivers  down  their  spine, lipstick  and  roses, mood  swings,  clumsy,  believing  in  destiny,  high  expectations,  sleeping  in  darkness,  collection  of  nail  polish, passionate,  good  grades  but  never  studies, poetry  books, blowing  kisses,  not  knowing  their  own  strength.

𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐾      ⚔     knowing  everyone’s  secrets, backpack  covered  in  pins,  envy, being  in  walmart  late  at  night,  earl  grey,  selective  memory,  conspiracy  theories  and  cryptids,  keysmashing, need  to  know  basis,  can’t  cook,  bags  under  eyes, experimental  art, flickering  bulbs,  black  clothing  all  year  long

𝑊𝐼𝑍𝐴𝑅𝐷   ⚔     piles  of  textbooks, cat  in  lap, keeping  a  diary,  indecision,  scented  candles,  studying  alone  in  a  café,  lingering  touches,  museum  dates,  unanswered  questions,  taking  on  too  much  responsibility,  collections,  chalk  dust,  comfy  robes, unnecessary  apologies,  coming  home  after  a  long  day.

Tagged by: @thenetherese Tagging: Whoever wants to do this one

#tagged #dash game

[justinspoliticalcorner]

David Smith at The Guardian:

It was, in the end, an artful compromise. Joe Biden got to speak uninterrupted and renew his pitch to Black voters. Protesters got to make their point by wearing keffiyehs or raising a fist. Even the skies were merciful, hinting at but never quite unleashing rain. And through it all, Sunday’s 140th commencement at Morehouse College, a historically black men’s college in Atlanta, preserved not only its dignity but a sense of joy. Music played, parents wept and graduates who had weathered a global pandemic could savour their big day without being upstaged. “Thank you God for this ‘woke’ class of 2024 that is in tune with the zeitgeist, the spirit of the times,” the Rev Claybon Lea Jr said during a prayer at the start of the commencement, held on a lawn on the college’s century campus, surrounded by trees and red brick academic buildings. The urgency of the daily news agenda – will the US president be heckled over Gaza? – collided here with storied traditions dating back a century and half. Accompanied by organ music, the 2024 graduating class processed in black mortar boards with gold or black sashes. Most wore Kente stoles with the Morehouse seal.

Morehouse alumni followed, many wearing maroon jackets and straw hats with maroon bands. Some went all the way back to 1954. The alumni seemed more enthusiastic about standing to applaud Biden than the fresh wave of graduates. They took their seats and looked at a stage that had been erected with a black awning with a maroon backdrop that said “Morehouse”’ in giant letters. Two big screens were showing the event, including close-ups of graduates who smiled, waved or made goofy faces. The programme began with the solemn ringing of a bell, an evocation and the Army Color Guard Corps performing the presentation of colours. The Morehouse College Glee Club performed the The Star Spangled Banner and Lift Every Voice and Sing – the swelling chorus resonant, resilient and transcending concerns of the moment. [...] When Biden took the stage, wearing a maroon gown with three black stripes on the arms and maroon tie, there was polite applause, though it could hardly be described as fierce.

There had been much hype around his Morehouse commencement address and whether, in light of unrest on other campuses around the country, it would be disrupted by protests over his handling of the war in Gaza. Some staff and students had called for Biden’s invitation to be rescinded over his support for Israel and their discomfort with an address during election campaign season. But not for the first time, Biden benefited from low expectations and will count the relatively modest dissent as a win. Outside the college, a lone protester brandished a handwritten “Genocide Joe” sign, watched closely by a police officer. Inside, a small number of graduates wore keffiyehs – the black-and-white head scarf which has become an emblem of solidarity with the Palestinian cause – around their shoulders on top of their black graduation robes. In his evocation, Lea cited a “Palestinian Jew named Jesus”, and said all children matter, from Israelis to Palestinians and beyond.

[...]

Biden was staring ahead. Fletcher added: “It is my stance as a Morehouse man, nay as a human being, to call for an immediate and permanent ceasefire in the Gaza Strip.”

Biden joined the applause and shook Fletcher’s hand. When it was Biden’s turn to speak, some students turned their chairs around to turn their backs to him and one graduate appeared to briefly hold aloft a Palestinian flag. A lone graduate at the back, wearing a mortar and blue gown, remained still with his back turned to Biden and his right fist raised throughout the entire address. It was perhaps a more powerful statement than any number of disruptions or sign waving. Biden, who has lavished attention on historically Black colleges and universities, sought to assure his audience: “I support peaceful nonviolent protests. Your voices should be heard, and I promise you I hear them.” He described the war in Gaza as “heartbreaking” and acknowledged: “Innocent Palestinians are caught in the middle of this ... It’s a humanitarian crisis in Gaza. That’s why I’ve called for an immediate ceasefire. I know it angers and frustrates many of you, including my family.”

President Joe Biden gave a commencement speech yesterday at Morehouse University. During that speech, he called for an “immediate ceasefire” in Gaza and said that “your voices should be heard” in response to the campus protests over the Gaza Genocide.

See Also:

HuffPost: Biden Tells Morehouse Graduates He Hears Their Voices Of Protest Over War In Gaza

#Joe Biden #Morehouse College #Gaza Genocide #Commencement #2024 Presidential Election #Israel/Hamas War #DeAngelo Jeremiah Fletcher

[1waveshortofashipwreck]

🪖HBOWAR Fandom Q/A 🪖

feel free to reblog/ copy & paste

AAAAAA Thank you for the tags @sharkboyandlavalieb and @xxluckystrike !!

Name/ Alias: Emily!! 

Country: Southeastern US 😁

Which of the series have you seen - BoB, P, and working on MOTA!

Use an emoji or ONE word to describe your favourite character in an hbowar miniseries: Mennonite !!

Ultimate ship (if any): idk if this counts, but i LIVE for BabeRoe and Sledgefu having adventures together

Favourite fic (yes I made this q&a just to get fic recs): Honestly I go back to @ithinkabouttzu ‘s writing all the time! Especially the Easy Company being the Small Spoon and Easy Company Reacting to Reader Wearing their Army Jackets !!

What are some ways you interact in the fandom?: To be honest this is the most active i’ve ever been in a fandom! I love interacting and talking with everyone, and i’ve just recently started making content and taking writing requests!! Ngl this is probably the sweetest, most supportive fandom I’ve ever been a part of 

Favourite colour: Yellow, orange, and pink!! (when it comes to clothes tho I love wearing all black!!)

Current favourite song: hmm I’m gonna go with you’re gonna go far kid by the offspring!

What would you say if I held up a can of peaches?: IT’S A CAN OF PEACHES SIR

Complete this sentence: “Where the hell is ___ company?!” eheheh this one’s pretty

EASY ✨

Other accounts or socials?: Ask me for my discord if you wanna be friends there!! 💖

List one other fandom member (mutual or a follower you admire) for some appreciation: gotta go with the one who led me to Band of Brothers in the first place !!! Love you so much @dontirrigateme

Tags: (apologies if you’ve already been tagged lol) @executethyself35 , @ewipandora , @hanniewinnix , @ithinkabouttzu and anyone else who wants to do this!!!

#tag game #i love my moots #band of brothers #hbo #hbo war #easy company #emily shut up #Spotify

[mogai-sunflowers]

MOGAI BHM- Day 9!

happy BHM! today i’m going to be talking about the Tuskegee Airmen and Black people during world war 1 and 2!

Black People During World War I-

[Image ID: A black-and-white photograph of the Harlem Hellfighters, a group of Black men who served in World War 1. They are all wearing buttoned wool overcoats as part of their uniforms, and are all smiling and pumping their fists in the air in a cheerful, prideful way. End ID.]

Although they were treated inhumanely, many Black men were still eager to serve their country in the military- often because they hoped it would prove their humanity and their worth, as well as show others that they deserved equal rights. Sadly, this wasn’t always a reality.

When World War I was declared, around 20,000 Black men enlisted in military service. Later, that number dramatically increased to 700,000 Black men registered for military service- but the armed forces were segregated, and Black people weren’t allowed to serve in the Marines or the Navy. Additionally, the federal government provided no provisions for creating Black military units, training centers for Black soldiers, or protecting enlisted Black people.

Many Black people protested the injustices of the US Armed Forces, and though military training camps remained segregated, protesting led to the training and registration of 600 Black military officers at Fort Des Moines in Iowa. As suppressed as they were, Black fighters formed Black fighting units that provided vital support to troops on the ground in France.

One such unit was the 369th Regiment. A Black unit of soldiers, this unit was the longest-serving unit in a foreign army, and they never lost a single member- they were the first to arrive at key battles in France, provided integral support, and their success and tenacity earned them the title “Harlem Hellfighters”, as well as the “Black Rattlers”. The 369th Infantry Regiment operated a band that played music and performances for troops, which played a key role in inspiring those troops and greatly increased rapport with French troops. Another notable Black unit, the only to be commanded by Black officers, was the 370th Infantry Regiment, which also provided key battle support.

In France, the 200,000 Black troops deployed there were mainly relegated to labor units rather than fighting units- although they had signed up to fight, they instead were ordered to build railways, unload ships, and become mechanics and stevedores, rather than actually participate in combat. 

Black fighters laid the foundations for success in World War I. When the war ended, many Black fighters returned home with a renewed sense of Black identity- and despite segregation, discrimination, and struggles within the Armed Forces, many Black men reported being treated better overseas than in the very country they were fighting for. This caused a huge wave of outcry for change, an outcry which helped usher in the Harlem Renaissance.

Black People During World War II-

[Image ID: A black-and-white photograph of the Tuskegee Airmen, a group of Black fighter pilots from World War II. The group is organized into two rows, the back one standing and the front one kneeling. They are all dressed in their fighters uniforms, dark jackets and pants, with a parachute strapped over their chest, and they’re in front of a plane labeled ‘TONDELAYO 75′. End ID.]

As war was mounting, the same obstacles that Black soldiers had faced in WWI were still happening in the Armed Forces. Black activists in charge of the March on Washington put pressure on FDR by threatening to protest and march if he didn’t do something about it, which resulted in his signing of Executive Order 8802, which forbade discrimination in the defense industry, a victory for Black activists although discrimination and segregation continued in the Armed Forces throughout the decade. 

Mabel Staupers, a Black woman in charge of the National Association of Colored Graduate Nurses, lobbied and advocated against racial discrimination and discriminatory policies in the Army Nurse Corps, which led to an amendment to the Nurses Training Bill barring racial bias- although in practice, the small cap number of Black nurses allowed in the Army Nurse Corps wasn’t lifted until 1944.

Throughout WWII, the Armed Forces were still segregated- and yet, despite that, over 1 million Black Americans served in WWII. Black soldiers served in such famous units as the 332nd Fighter Unit, which shot down more than 110 enemy planes over the course of nearly 200 missions, as well as the 761st Tank Battalion. The first Black soldier to win the Navy Cross was a man named Doris Miller, a steward who, despite not being trained to do so, manned machine guns during the Attack on Pearl Harbor and carried many people to safety. Another famous Black first of WWII was Major Charity Adams, who became the first Black woman to serve in the Women’s Auxiliary Army Corps.

The most famous Black unit of fighters to come out of WWII is the Tuskegee Airmen. Up until WWII, Black people had been completely banned from the Air Force- they had never been allowed to be trained as fighter pilots or been allowed to join air units of the Armed Forces. That changed with the Tuskegee Airmen.

After Black activism pushed to start adding Black pilots to the Armed Forces, a plan was formed to start training a 99th Infantry of Black fighter pilots at Tuskegee Airfield, constructed for that very purpose in Alabama. The Tuskegee Airmen were the first Black aviators in any American unit and war, and within a few years, almost 1,000 Black pilots were trained at the Tuskegee Institute, with thousands more Black personnel working there. The Tuskegee Airmen left a profound legacy and impact on the Armed Forces.

Black soldiers were not the only Black people making massive impacts during WWII- the Black homefront was changing and contributing rapidly, through a campaign known as the ‘Double V Campaign’. Launched by a man named James G. Thompson with his letter titled “Should I Sacrifice to Life ‘Half-American’?” in a Pittsburgh newspaper, the Double V Campaign had two goals- gain victory on the warfront, and on the homefront.

The premise of the Double V Campaign was that Black Americans shouldn’t have to die at war for a country that didn’t see them as human or value that ultimate sacrifice. Black soldiers saw fighting as an opportunity to prove to the USA that they deserved to be seen as citizens, to be treated fairly, and that they were just as valuable to America as white people. Black civilians saw change on the warfront as inspiration to create change on the homefront.

Working with the federal government, a large amount of HBCUs began offering 50+ different classes on subjects relevant to homefront and warfront efforts during wartime, like mechanics, nutrition, photography, electronics, boat building, nursing, among others. These classes mobilized Black localities across the South to become active parts of homefront efforts- sustaining jobs of the soldiers who’d gone to war, producing machines to be sent overseas for soldiers, and more.

Black participation on the homefront during WWII was just as vital as Black participation in fighting, and was a large motivation behind the roots of the Civil Rights Movement. It was during WWII that Black communities started forming schools to teach about civil rights, nonviolent direct action, and literacy, and it was during WWII that student activist groups first started staging sit ins and other forms of protest, which became the heartbeat of the Civil Rights Movement in the following decades.

In 1948, Black activism and political pressure resulted in the signing of an order that completely desegregated the USA’s Armed Forces.

Summary-

During WWII, more than 100,000 Black soldiers served despite huge obstacles including segregation, and famous units like the Harlem Hellfighters emerged

During WWII, the Armed Forces were still segregated. Despite this, more than 1 million Black people served.

Black activism led to bans on racial bias in the defense industry and the Army Nurse Corps., and the Tuskegee Airmen emerged as the famous, first Black aviators ever

On the homefront, HBCUs and Black communities launched the Double V Campaign to gain victory in war and at home, and it included the work of HBCUs with the federal government to offer many courses adjacent to homefront and warfront responsibilities, training and mobilizing thousands of Black civilians on the homefront

The Armed Forces were officially desegregated in 1948

tagging @metalheadsforblacklivesmatter​ @neopronouns​ @epikulupu​ @justlgbtthings​ @transhaunting​ 

Sources-

https://history.delaware.gov/world-war-i/african-americans-ww1/#:~:text=After%20the%20declaration%20of%20war,had%20registered%20for%20military%20service.

https://www.defense.gov/News/News-Stories/Article/Article/1429624/african-american-troops-fought-to-fight-in-world-war-i/ 

https://www.archives.gov/research/african-americans/wwi/war 

https://www.nationalww2museum.org/war/articles/double-v-victory 

https://www.nationalww2museum.org/war/articles/african-americans-fought-freedom-home-and-abroad-during-world-war-ii#:~:text=More%20than%20one%20million%20African,and%20in%20the%20US%20military.

https://www.army.mil/article/233117/honoring_black_history_world_war_ii_service_to_the_nation

https://www.blackpast.org/african-american-history/tuskegee-airmen-blackpast-org/#:~:text=The%20Tuskegee%20Airmen%20were%20the,their%20lives%20during%20that%20period.

https://www.tuskegeeairmen.org/

#mogai bhm #mogai #mogai community #bhm #black history month #blm #black lives matter

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𝑇𝑌𝑃𝐸𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝑃𝐸𝑂𝑃𝐿𝐸 : 𝐷𝑈𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐷𝑅𝐴𝐺𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝐶𝐿𝐴𝑆𝑆𝐸𝑆

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐼𝐴𝑁 ⚔ toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewelry, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs.

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks.

𝐶𝐿𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐶 ⚔ list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams.

𝐷𝑅𝑈𝐼𝐷 ⚔ bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants.

𝐹𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝐸𝑅 ⚔ goose bumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most.

𝑀𝑂𝑁𝐾 ⚔ always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things.

𝑃𝐴𝐿𝐴𝐷𝐼𝑁 ⚔ school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather.

𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅 ⚔ herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people.

𝑅𝑂𝐺���𝐸 ⚔ flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything.

𝑆𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑅 ⚔ infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength.

𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐾 ⚔ knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, keysmashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long.

𝑊𝐼𝑍𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecision, scented candles, studying alone in a café, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day.

tagged by: @chaos--mode tyyy this was so cool and fun !! tagging: @painmon @afterdeaths @asaemi @bloodsalted @carltongrimes @florrentine @ischaron @jundlcndwastes @noblehigh @rayofsunshinc @rebuiltmyself and anyone else who wants it !

#details. ( daryl dixon ) #long post //

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𝑇𝑌𝑃𝐸𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝑃𝐸𝑂𝑃𝐿𝐸 : 𝐷𝑈𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐷𝑅𝐴𝐺𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝐶𝐿𝐴𝑆𝑆𝐸𝑆 .

Tagged by: @mayxthexforce (ty) Tagging: @jeditrash / @alootus / @of-naboo / @librarywent / @webslingerx / @rottingkiss / @featherstcnes / @exiitiosus

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐼𝐴𝑁 ⚔ toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewelry, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs.

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks.

𝐶𝐿𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐶 ⚔ list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams.

𝐷𝑅𝑈𝐼𝐷 ⚔ bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants.

𝐹𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝐸𝑅 ⚔ goose bumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most.

𝑀𝑂𝑁𝐾 ⚔ always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things.

𝑃𝐴𝐿𝐴𝐷𝐼𝑁 ⚔ school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weathers.

𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅 ⚔ herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people.

𝑅𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸 ⚔ flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything.

𝑆𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑅 ⚔ infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength.

𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐾 ⚔ knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, keysmashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long.

𝑊𝐼𝑍𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecision, scented candles, studying alone in a café, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day.

#⸢ dash game ⤑ dryden ⸥ i never ask twice. #bitch owns too many sunglasses but legit hasn't seen the sun in like. 5 years.

[sunluzhen]

Types of People: Dungeons & Dragons Classes

bold what definitely applies to your muse. italicize what somewhat applies to your muse.

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽   »  toothy grins,  stories around the campfire,  clothes covered in pet hair,  hot  temper,  old jeans, heartbeat in head,  potatoes and steak,  beaded jewelry,  bruises like galaxies,  mementos,  backpack stuffed full,  craigslist furniture,  spontaneous road trips,  air ripped from lungs

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙳   »  homemade bread,  white lies,  easily excited,  trying on hats,  band geek,  pep talks,  no impulse control,  sunsets,  vintage fashion,  long showers,  selfies,  following dreams,  rosy cheeks,  song mash-ups,  pink lemonade with tequila,  loves easily,  animated storyteller,  full of comebacks

𝙲𝙻𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲   »  list of wishes,  biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin,  shoulder to cry on,  morning sun,  necklaces, trial and error,  homemade quilts,  formal clothing,  astrology fan,  messages  in  bottles,  pleated  braids,  speaking  up  for  friends,  feathers,  motivational  quotes, vivid  dreams

𝙳𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙳   »   bird watching,  shy kid,  wind chimes,  trying to whistle,  summer camp,  apple orchards,  lost in their head,  glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling,  hoodies,  thrift shopping,  saving worms off the sidewalk,  pig latin,  bare feet,  thunderstorms,  numb fingers,  braided hair,  naming potted plants

𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚁   »  goosebumps,  leather jackets,  adventure,  chewing nails,  cares deeply but can’t show it,  bronze locks,  no sleep,  taste of iron,  netflix binges,  never forgets,  combat boots, stories behind scars,  table for one,  official soundtracks,  sore calves,  trusts themselves the most

𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙺   »  always trying to be better,  wanderlust,  meditation,  sweat pants,  old  photographs,  yoga,  sleeping in hammocks,  nostalgia,  minimalist design,  a breath of fresh air,  baby animals,  volunteering,  perfectionist,  doesn’t care about fashion,  healthy snacks,  noticing the little things

𝙿𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽   »  school uniforms,  thick jackets,  sleeping with the windows open,  logical advice,  scrapbooking,  compasses,  i fight for my friends,  sculpture gardens,  cold morning air,  big soul,  likes routine,  secret romantic,  last to get jokes,  sunflowers,  practical presents,  misty weather

𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁   »   herbal tea,  smell of rain,  blinking away tears,  camping trips,  collecting bones,  swiss army knives,  first impressions,  anxious thoughts,  bobby pins,  burnt marshmallows,  too competitive,  clothes lines,  messenger bags,  holding grudges,  gets along better with animals than people

𝚁𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴   »   flirtatious sarcasm,  candid photos,  lost phone chargers,  adrenaline rush,  picking dirt out from beneath their nails,  social chameleon,  clashing clothes,  self-deprecating jokes,  claw machines,  sits in chairs wrong,  smudged eyeliner,  has too many sunglasses,  eats nothing or everything

𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚁   »  infectious laugh,  family trees,  shivers down their spine,  lipstick and roses,  mood swings,  clumsy,  believing in destiny,  high expectations,  sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish,  passionate,  good grades but never studies,  poetry books,  blowing kisses,  not knowing their own strength

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺   »   knowing everyone’s secrets,  backpack covered in pins,  envy,  being in walmart late at night,  earl grey,  selective memory,  conspiracy theories and cryptids,  keysmashing,  need to know basis,  can’t cook,  bags under eyes,  experimental art,  flickering bulbs,  black clothing all year long

𝚆𝙸𝚉𝙰𝚁𝙳   »  piles of textbooks,  cat in lap,  keeping a diary,  indecision,  scented candles,  studying alone in a caf��,  lingering touches,  museum dates, unanswered questions,  taking on too much responsibility,  collections,  chalk dust,  comfy robes,  unnecessary apologies,  coming home after a long day

#@(^memes^)@ #this one was really fun.

[elkenbulwark]

𝐷&𝐷 𝐶𝐿𝐴𝑆𝑆𝐸𝑆 ; //

[more 'highlights' in a section indicate who your character will vibe with more / would be best class suited for them if they weren't what they are now.]

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐼𝐴𝑁 ⚔ toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewelry, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs.

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks.

𝐶𝐿𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐶 ⚔ list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams.

𝐷𝑅𝑈𝐼𝐷 ⚔ bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle [and failing w/tusks lmao], summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants.

𝐹𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝐸𝑅 ⚔ goose bumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most.

𝑀𝑂𝑁𝐾 ⚔ always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things.

𝑃𝐴𝐿𝐴𝐷𝐼𝑁 ⚔ school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather.

𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅 ⚔ herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people.

𝑅𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸 ⚔ flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything.

𝑆𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑅 ⚔ infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength.

𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐾 ⚔ knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, keysmashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long

𝑊𝐼𝑍𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecisions, scented candles, studying alone in a café, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day.

[ Results - ]

6 // barbarian, fighter, ranger 5 // sorcerer, druid 4 // warlock 3 // bard, paladin, wizard 2 // cleric, rogue 💀(don't @ me ren and vesz-) 0 // (do not interact 😂) // monk

tagging: @apalestar , @illithidtouched , @burtai , @ehrendiil , @wildskissed , @gorethought , @doighnadair , @luneheir , @ode-of-odr , @halforc-mercenary , @bluescalearchivist , @ you!!

#//i do bold/color cuz my eyesight is woof but yeah~ #//do the thing #long post #dash games #hc ; // roll history check #birvor ; // shiny side down

[wizofwaterdeep]

types of people : dungeons & dragons hc meme

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐼𝐴𝑁 ⚔ toothy grins , stories around the campfire , clothes covered in pet hair , hot temper , old pants , heartbeat in head , potatoes and steak , beaded jewelry , bruises like galaxies , mementos , backpack stuffed full , spontaneous road trips , air ripped from lungs .

𝐵𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ homemade bread , white lies , easily excited , trying on hats , band geek , pep talks , no impulse control , sunsets , vintage fashion , long showers , following dreams , rosy cheeks , song mash-ups , loves easily , animated storyteller , full of comebacks .

𝐶𝐿𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐶 ⚔ list of wishes , biting their tongue , band-aids , shoulder to cry on , morning sun , necklaces , trial and error , homemade quilts , formal clothing , astrology fan , messages in bottles , pleated braids, speaking up for friends , feathers , motivational quotes , vivid dreams .

𝐷𝑅𝑈𝐼𝐷 ⚔ bird watching , shy kid , wind chimes , trying to whistle , summer camp , apple orchards , lost in their head , glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling , saving worms off the sidewalk , bare feet , thunderstorms , numb fingers , braided hair , naming potted plants .

𝐹𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝐸𝑅 ⚔ goose bumps , adventure , chewing nails , cares deeply but can’t show it , bronze locks , no sleep , taste of iron , never forgets , combat boots , stories behind scars , table for one , official soundtracks , sore calves , trusts themselves the most .

𝑀𝑂𝑁𝐾 ⚔ always trying to be better , wanderlust , meditation , sleeping in hammocks , nostalgia , minimalist design , breath of fresh air , baby animals , volunteering , perfectionist , doesn’t care about fashion , healthy snacks , noticing the little things .

𝑃𝐴𝐿𝐴𝐷𝐼𝑁 ⚔ school uniforms , thick jackets , sleeping with the windows open , logical advice , scrapbooking , compasses, i fight for my friends , sculpture gardens , cold morning air , big soul , likes routine , secret romantic , last to get jokes , sunflowers , practical presents , misty weather .

𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅 ⚔ herbal tea , smell of rain , blinking away tears , camping trips , collecting bones , swiss army knives , first impressions , anxious thoughts , burnt marshmallows , too competitive , clothes lines , messenger bags , holding grudges , gets along better with animals than people .

𝑅𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸 ⚔ flirtatious sarcasm , adrenaline rush , picking dirt out from beneath their nails , social chameleon , clashing clothes , self-deprecating jokes , sits in chairs wrong , smudged eyeliner , eats nothing or everything .

𝑆𝑂𝑅𝐶𝐸𝑅𝐸𝑅 ⚔ infectious laugh , family trees , shivers down their spine , lipstick and roses , mood swings , clumsy , believing in destiny , high expectations , sleeping in darkness , collection of nail polish , passionate , good grades but never studies , poetry books , blowing kisses , not knowing their own strength .

𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐾 ⚔ knowing everyone’s secrets , envy , earl grey , selective memory , conspiracy theories and cryptids , key-smashing , need to know basis , can’t cook , bags under eyes , experimental art , flickering bulbs , black clothing all year long .

𝑊𝐼𝑍𝐴𝑅𝐷 ⚔ piles of textbooks , cat in lap , keeping a diary , indecisions , scented candles , studying alone in a tavern , lingering touches , museum dates , unanswered questions , taking on too much responsibility , collections , chalk dust , comfy robes , unnecessary apologies , coming home after a long day .

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