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pedroam-bang · 7 months
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USS Sulaco - Aliens (1986)
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lilafeuer · 2 years
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This time it’s war. Artist: Jose Angel Trancón Fernández Twitter: @AngelTrancon
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fanficdumbchic · 2 years
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Pvt. Hudson Mocking You to Disguise That He Likes You
Headcannon - Private Hudson x Reader - SFW
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Ever since your first day on a squad in the USCM, Hudson has proverbially ‘busted your balls’.
He’d make fun of your beginner mistakes or the way you stuttered when you got nervous.
You wanted to punch him and he annoyed the ever-living Christ out of you.
However, once you got over your initial beginner’s curve, you found yourself on equal footing, dogging on him just as hard.
You dogged on him for being whiny when exiting the stasis pods while you were ready to go the minute you got out.
Many of the other marines laughed with you when you called him a ‘little bitch’ during a briefing one day. Even Apone allowed it, snickering.
Vasquez often high-fived you when you stuck him with a good one.
Yet, even when you were better at it than him, he kept egging you on. He loved getting any kind of reaction from you, even if it was a sick burn. It was like he... liked it.
The banter began to change, many of the other marines remarking that you two argued like an ‘old, married couple’.
You couldn’t help but notice that for a smart ass remark or not, his attention was almost always on you.
Even Hicks would jump in, “It’s almost like you like them or something...”
That was the only time you saw Hudson shoot an angry look in response to a comment, usually being the type to laugh it off to save face.
You were starting to see the dots connect and you didn’t hate it.
You even started to comment on it, “Why are you so obsessed with me, Hudson? I’m starting to think the rumors are true...” You would say it with a sly, flirty look that made him grin.
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gloomflower · 8 months
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Commissioned Colonial Marines bug exterminator doing his thing.
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bishyofskye · 1 year
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AVP pics were fun
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meme-archivist · 1 year
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USCM SL Nova Davis. Relatively old art but hell, it looks good.
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lidrauniverse · 1 year
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USCM Falling Eagle Vintage Emblem T-Shirts from just 14$ with todays 35% OFF Discount : https://www.teepublic.com/t-shirt/4782862-uscm-falling-eagle-emblem
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i still kinda want to do a tf2 starbound crossover because both have canon respawn and a focus on mercenary work and absolutely senseless combat. but also i just think space assasins and a space camper van are insanely fun ideas like imagine having that small of a living space but now you cant even open a window
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mirkokosmos · 1 year
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Sgt. Bowen J. Ripley, USCM [2092 - 2121]
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immutabilemutevole · 1 month
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Virna su X: "Ascoltate con quale coraggio il Burioni,supportato dal fido Don Fabietto, pronuncia per l'ennesima volta queste falsità. Ancora ad oggi dopo tutto ciò che sappiamo, dopo tutte le evidenze. Roba da denuncia! @borghi_claudio @AStramezzi https://t.co/VM4vwH8bvv" / X
https://twitter.com/Virna25marzo/status/1759459343521464374?ref_src=twsrc%5Egoogle%7Ctwcamp%5Eserp%7Ctwgr%5Etweet
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Trattato pandemico OMS
No alla cessione sovranità sanitaria
Egregia Presidente del Consiglio dei Ministri Giorgia Meloni
CC Ministro della Salute e Ministro degli Esteri
Il sottoscritto Paolo Bellavite CF ....... Nato a Verona il 09/04/1952, residente in Verona, ........., viste le modifiche al Regolamento Sanitario Internazionale apportate con la delibera 22-28/05/22 , n.75 dall’OMS, in cui si preconizza la cessione di sovranità sanitaria da parte degli Stati membri all’OMS, in materia di vaccinazioni, trattamenti sanitari, gestione delle strutture ospedaliere in merito a misure da adottarsi in caso di pandemia quali limitazioni della libertà di movimento, delle libertà personali ed economiche, esercizio della censura e a disporre il confinamento di esseri umani da parte del Direttore Generale dell’OMS, soggetto non sottoposto ad alcuna giurisdizione né nazionale, né internazionale; visto che l’OMS è un’organizzazione finanziata per oltre un 80 per cento da privati in conflitto d’interessi in materia sanitaria e che non è un organismo soggetto ad alcuna trasparenza nei processi decisionali, né ad alcun controllo democratico; visto l’approccio “One Health” dell’OMS per cui problematiche che spaziano da quelle ambientali a quelle relative ai comportamenti umani ed animali rientrerebbero nel regolamento sanitario internazionale riformato, e che quindi nessun ambito dell’esistenza umana e della vita sulla terra sfuggirebbe alla giurisdizione dell’OMS, con il rischio che si realizzi alla prima pandemia umana o animale, vera o presunta, o alla prima emergenza ambientale, vera o presunta, una dittatura globale degna dei peggiori regimi totalitari del XX secolo; visto che sussiste il rischio concreto che misure che comprimano o annullino i diritti umani dei cittadini italiani vengano adottate oltretutto non sulla base di un preminente interesse collettivo, ma su istanza delle entità economiche private che cofinanziano per oltre il 80 per cento l’OMS da parte di un Direttore Generale che non è tenuto a dar conto a nessuno delle proprie decisioni e che non ne risponde in alcuna sede giurisdizionale,
Si invitano le signorie vostre a respingere in toto la riforma del Regolamento sanitario internazionale in tempo utile in nome e per conto del popolo italiano, che, tra l’altro non è stato mai informato, così come il parlamento italiano, di questo dibattito in corso a livello internazionale che rischia di avere come epilogo la fine della democrazia in Italia e in tutti i Paesi che aderiscono all’OMS.
Approfitto per raccomandare di adoperarsi per una urgente moratoria internazionale sugli esperimenti di laboratorio con organismi patogeni nuovi o modificati, potenzialmente causa di nuove disastrose pandemie.
Saluti dr. Paolo Bellavite
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pedroam-bang · 3 months
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Aliens: Dark Descent (2023)
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lilafeuer · 1 year
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Armored vehicles illustrated for the Aliens: Colonial Marines Technical Manual book. Illustrated by Lee Brimmicombe-Wood.
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beseriouslywilde · 9 months
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A Consequence Of Tragedy
“Newt had liked the way the uniform looked, and the medal on his chest seemed to make up for the mess of marred skin on his face. He’d gotten a hundred handshakes from ambassadors and representatives from each branch, stationed on the nearby satellites and planets.”
Alien Quadrilogy, Aliens (1986)
Gen: Hicks & Ripley, Ripley & Newt, Newt & Hicks, Dwayne Hicks, Ellen Ripley, Rebecca “Newt” Jorden
(Angst, injury recovery, post-Aliens (1986), scars, trauma, found family, 888 words)
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The government had agreed to pay for his treatments, probably less out of care for his well being than a hope to keep him quiet.
It got him a purple heart out of the deal too, and at the ceremony he’d worn the pressed dress uniform he so rarely had any chance to make use of.
Newt had liked the way the uniform looked, and the medal on his chest seemed to make up for the mess of marred skin on his face. He’d gotten a hundred handshakes from ambassadors and representatives from each branch, stationed on the nearby satellites and planets.
They all wanted to hear the heroic story of Dwayne Hicks, the marine who made it out. Despite his inelegance in those kinds of situations, he stuck by, smiled when he was supposed to smile– despite the tightness in his lip and cheek– and had told it as it was.
He brought up all of their names at some point, each one he’d served with and had seen die, or get pulled away into the depths of the colony.
To the higher-ups, it may have seemed like the ramblings of a damaged man, but they had listened as long as he’d spoken.
A few weeks later he was promoted, taken out of the field as an NCO to be stationed on a local moon base. Wasn’t ideal, but it was stable enough, it gave him time to recover, and a reasonable place for Ripley and Newt to settle down and get their bearings.
They got a flat on the base, three bedroom, two bath, state of the art as far as he was concerned.
Showers were hard with the recovering mobility in his scarred shoulder, but a bath released the pressure in his neck and back better than anything else.
Hicks woke up most nights, shaking, sweating, and in pain.
Newt and Ripley did too, they took turns helping the girl back to sleep, waiting up with her. The chair in Newt’s room was more natural to fall asleep in than the padded bed in his own.
He was assigned to work with the youth of the base, the ones who’d lost someone, the ones who struggled in school, and the ones who didn’t know where to go in life.
It was Hicks’ job to encourage and spread the word on the USCMC, tell the kids that the best choice for their future would be to enlist early and get covered scholarships, room and board.
But the memory of Hudson, just a few weeks until the end of his assignments, ready up with a full pension plan that would be scattered to his grieving family after his body was dragged through the floorboards.
Newt seemed interested. The more they got to know her, the more she spoke about her likes, dislikes and the future. And she liked the idea of following in Hicks’ footsteps, joining the corps and helping people where she could.
“Don’t let her.” Ripley told him one night. “Don’t you dare fucking let her.”
The haunted look in her eyes was enough to tell him everything he needed, his own wants for Newt’s future filling in the gaps easily.
He’d given everything he could for the corps, his friends had given their lives, and how many more had died for preventable causes?
How could he keep Newt from being one of those bodies?
The kids he worked with, trying halfheartedly to spread the word of the wonders of joining the USCMs got harder every day, as the lingering aches in his skin and muscles, burnt from the blood of those creatures, served as a constant reminder of all the things he’d lost.
Bishop got fixed, stationed somewhere else for recovery– or whatever the artificial equivalent was.
He called them sometimes, when they had time. Ripley took another job working in cargo, and Newt went to school.
Hicks had weekends off, and Ripley worked nights. So he stayed with Newt most times. He read books out to her, showed her the movies he thought she should see, and held her close when she needed it.
It was more than he’d thought he’d ever have. A home, a family of sorts and enough trauma to startle the most weathered of soldiers.
He was blind in one eye, but he could see fine through the other, and after a bit of adjustment, it was easy to forget what it had been like, once.
The mirror reminded him, though.
Leather-y, winding, raised and aggravated, the skin along the side of his body was ruined.
Why he wasn’t used as a cautionary tale to the youth on the base instead of a poster child, he wasn’t sure. He looked just like the corpses he’d seen across the stars, one lifeless eye like a reminder of death itself.
But no one looked at him that way, with death in their eyes. Like he was an omen or a man with one foot in the grave.
The corps, his higher-ups, the kids he worked with, Bishop, Ripley, Newt. They all looked at him like he was something more than that, like the lives he’d lost and the trauma that followed him was nothing more than a consequence of a tragedy, and not his own failing of keeping his friends alive.
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fanficdumbchic · 1 year
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Goodness, there isn't enough love for the US Colonial Marines out there (and I've looked!) so I'm loving all of your headcanons! I did see the one you did for Hicks and autumn/Halloween, which was so cute... would you be wanting/willing to do a headcanon for the Marines with a SO who is alllll about the enthusiasm for the Christmas holidays and getting into the festive activities? (If not, that's perfectly a-okay!) 💛
Let me give it a try, it's been awhile and I'm hella rusty so excuse that. Also, I'm drunk af. Again, sorry.
US Colonial Marines Dealing With You Being A Huge Nerd About the Holidays
Headcanon - USCM x reader - SFW
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Pvt. Drake
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Drake is all about being aggressively prepared for the holidays.
He can get a little too into neighborhood decoration contests.
He goes out of this way to make sure you both have the best decorations on the block and establish holiday dominance.
He is 1000% Clark Griswold about the holidays. His love language is effort and the Holidays are his way of putting in the work for his loved ones and the perfect Christmas.
Also, he prides himself on making the best hot chocolate and made a point of saving his grandmother's secret recipe.
Lt. Gorman
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Gorman is absolutely the type to stress himself out about getting you the perfect gift, like to the point that it is messing with him if he doesn't feel confident about the gift.
He gets nervous about doing any of the creative processes involved with the holidays, like decorating. He largely leaves you to the planning of it while he supports and does what you feel is best. Decisions stress him the fuck out and he trusts you. Whatever you end up doing he thinks is amazing.
While it stresses him out immensely, when it goes right, it makes his year.
Pvt. Hudson
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Hudson can be really dense. He definitely can let the subtleties go over his head which can be stressful.
But at the end of the day, he has good intentions and is very sweet.
He definitely says low-key inappropriate shit in front of your family. But after they get to know him, they love him regardless of him being rough around the edges.
He might get you a really dumb gift but usually the thought behind it is actually so sweet.
Pvt. Vasquez
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Vasquez isn't big on Christmas. But if you're into it, she goes along with it, even if it isn't her thing personally.
She isn't the biggest fan but eventually the spirit gets to her. Whether it is the 15th cup of hot cocoa or a really great night by the fire, eventually she gets a little into it and enjoys herself.
She loves cuddling by the fire and how you know how to make her cocoa just how she likes it.
The way the holidays affect you is what she loves. She loves that you want to make her feel included and special.
Cpl. Hicks
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Hicks is definitely someone who thinks Christmas has become too commercialized. Charlie Brown hit him hard as a kid.
Yet, he still loves the holidays, he's just weary of the commercial aspect. He doesn't entirely see the point of expensive decorations and gifts, but you do prove him wrong when you turn the front yard into a Christmas wonderland.
He wants to focus on family largely and prioritizes time over novelties.
He loves watching old Christmas movies and is a master at hiding presents and Christmas surprises.
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433luke · 9 months
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Today on "Things I've dug up from my screenshots in the Starbound Discord": A derelict USCM ship! Now, why is there an abandoned USCM ship just left to rot on a planet? Who knows! Maybe it's because of their hilariously bad bioweapon program! Or pirates.
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