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thatemoidiot · 2 months
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First two were from a reference. Third is a retrace and slight recolor. The original art for the third is "just lost a dream" on amino apps.
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military1st · 5 days
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Keeping the edge sharp!
U.S. Army Rangers of the 75th Ranger Regiment conduct field training for a unit TFT (Task Force Training) operation on Joint Base Lewis-McChord, Washington.
The U.S. Army photo by Spc. Garrett Shreffler (2019).
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iamunriven · 1 year
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5 years ago, I woke up, not knowing it was our final day as a family,
I've learned so much, since that day
If I could press rewind, there's a million things I'd have done differently,
I'd have told you how amazing you are
How much you mean to me
And how ending your life wouldn't end the pain that was overwhelming you
Today, we carry that load
And we will continue to, until our last breaths
So to anyone struggling,
Please stay.
Please fight.
Please give it all you've got.
And if it gets dark,
Reach out.
Feeling pain doesn't mean you're weak
I promise, you aren't the only one.
Fightthewarwithin.org
In loving memory of
Army Ranger Veteran Garrett Briggs
July 31, 1989- January 31, 2018
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ladyofsnark · 3 months
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(Been on a fallout binge lately. This is my version of the Female Sole Survivor meeting Hancock.)
Hancock couldn’t keep an eye on the gates all the time, which meant that he didn’t always see newcomers cross the threshold. But he’d been on a walk with Fahrenheit to check in on Goodneighbor’s denizens, and happened to be returning to the State House when he saw the scene unfolding at the gate.
He wasn’t sure what sort of chems Finn was high on, but it must have been one hell of a trip to think he had a chance against that.
It was impossible to tell the newcomer’s gender as their body was completely obscured by riot armor and a heavy duster and their face was hidden by some kind of helmet with a full gas mask. They carried a rifle on their back, a pistol on their hip, and a definite aura of “don’t fuck with me” energy.
They were maybe a woman if Hancock had to guess going on their height alone. They weren’t what he’d call short, but the Commonwealth bred them big and stupid these days and they didn’t quite fit the bill.
There were a lot of things wrong about them, actually. From the fancy armor to the dog crouched in front of them, snarling at Finn. He’d never seen a dog like that before in his life. The gunners had some pretty fancy guard dogs and the raiders kept those half-feral mongrels, but this one looked fresh out of a painting or some shit.
“Your type thinks you can just walk into our neighborhood–”
“Since I just ripped through every freak and asshole from Concord to the West End, you’re right. I can. The only reason I haven’t shot you yet is because I’m not convinced you’re worth the ammo.”
Definitely a woman then. Her voice was distinct even through the obvious radio crackle of her helmet. And Hancock was immediately intrigued. He was half-tempted to see how she handled herself, but at the same time Finn was out of line and that asshole was his responsibility.
“Hey, when someone walks through the gates for the first time we treat them like a guest,” Hancock said, raising his voice to be heard as he stepped out of the dark of the alley between Kleo’s and the state house. “You knock it off with that extortion shit.”
Finn wheeled around to look at him. “You’re weak, Hancock,” he snapped. “If you let just anyone walk all over us, there will be someone new in charge one day.”
“No love for your mayor, Finn? C’mon, man.”
Finn opened his mouth to argue, but was cut off by the stiletto Hancock rammed into his gut. Once and then twice more. It went deep and Finn let out a soft gurgle before hitting the ground. Probably not dead yet but well on his way.
Hancock wiped the blood off the knife onto his pant leg and glanced over at the newcomer. “You okay, sister?”
“No, but that’s my normal these days,” she replied, blandly.
He laughed. “That’s everyone’s normal these days.”
There was a soft snort of agreement and then a pause before the helmet tilted curiously to the side. “You’re… a ghoul, I’m guessing.”
“Yeah, though I’m afraid not everyone turns out as handsome as this. Problem?”
“Not at all, I like men with scars. Just as long as you’re not going to try to chew my face off like the ones in Cambridge. I'm not into that on a first date.”
Hancock grinned. “I’ll only bite if you ask me to, toots.”
There was another soft snort, this one more amused. “Maybe later, handsome,” she replied, throwing out her own pet name with an ironic twist of humor. “Anywhere I can find a bed and some running water in this heap?” 
Hancock liked her already. “You need somewhere to stay, the Rexford’s probably got a room,” he said. “Otherwise, you can come share my bed.”
“Depends. You got hot water? Because that would be really fucking sexy.”
He laughed and motioned for her to follow. “Yeah, this way.”
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ghostymegastuffs · 2 years
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L4D2 with the homies be like
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nuclearspring · 1 month
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posted the bio and immediately a montage of stupid shit my courier has done started playing in my mind's eye
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rauhallinen-hauki · 1 year
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big iron on his hip
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gonna dump my old art, featuring my old pkpst insert, aine but she's with another guy!!! who's actually an oc!!! name's jayden and he belongs to @ttimecode C: found out that they actually make such a good couple and rode with this idea. also liking each other's oc in the process PFPTPGF
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FUCK we've ended up watching S čerty nejsou žerty and I got a FLASHBACK to this meme I made in 2014 from it. I'm sos sorry y'all. *inflicts old czech fairytale memes with grammar mistakes upon you*
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ifelllikeastar · 7 months
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Kris Kristofferson is a former United States Army Rangers captain. He graduated Airborne School, Ranger School, and flight school, served in Germany, and volunteered for Vietnam as a helicopter pilot, but instead was offered a professor of English Literature position at USMA West Point.
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mscrimsonpeaks · 1 year
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Just watched the movie Dog with Channing Tatum and ended up in tears. It’s a surprisingly emotional movie about a veteran man and a veteran dog “Lulu”, both traumatized and broken in different ways from their years of service in the Army Rangers. He is tasked with taking her to the funeral of her former handler, another ranger who ended up killing himself by driving his car into a tree. Somewhat predictably they begin to bond and heal together. What’s unexpected is how sincere and real it gets, and how it sneaks up on you. This happens mostly by watching the beautiful dog, her behavior, reactions, expressive face and her slowly learning to trust Tatum. It’s touted as a comedy, but at the very least it’s a dramedy with a great depth of genuine sentiment and respect for veterans, especially men and women who served and paid a steep price, both mentally and physically. It’s very much worth the watch, but be prepared to be affected.
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saberteam · 1 year
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kurokoros · 2 years
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Max doesn’t mean to stumble to a stop when she sees Steve.
She doesn’t mean to gawk at him as he stands alone in front of the Shatterdome’s memorial wall, hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket. There’s a bittersweet smile just starting to curl at the corner of his mouth, and something like longing in his eyes, fond and lost and it makes her throat close up when she realizes what plaque he’s looking at. The tips of her ears burn with shame as he brings his fingers to his lips, then to the engraved portrait. A kiss goodbye.
“Just wait for me a little longer, sweetheart,” he says, voice low, gravely. “I’m coming home soon.”
“Max?” Lucas calls out to her from further down the hallway. With a flinch, she turns towards her partner, meeting his confused gaze for just a second.
When her eyes snap back to Steve, the older ranger is already looking at her.
- untitled lumax pacific rim!au (coming eventually, or maybe never)
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❛ i found this cool rock that made me think of you. ❜ (for Halbarad)
Hal shouldn't have even been in Europe, let alone anywhere near England or St Mungo's Hospital. But it wasn't her first visit here. She looked nothing like a normal witch, due to wearing her casual Army Ranger kit and her magic hidden from being sensed. As she had been requested to look at the Longbottoms, the young Commander had become well known to both their son and his grandmother.
"Hey Nev." She looked up from her studies for her international exams and gave a small smile as he spoke. Before eyeing the rock. "Looks like you found a piece of Amethyst. It reflects light really well and is also known for being a powerful and protective stone."
@clumsyherbologist
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truegeorge · 6 months
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It was a typical night when I decided to relax for the night. I don’t know how long it was before I started to see images. First the images were of an elevator in some sort of hotel or high-rise building. Some events took place that were sort of distorted and didn’t make much conscience sense. But, the images and events started to clear up. The feelings that I got were that there was some type…
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cashthecomposer · 1 year
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Small businesses are awesome.
This guy, a veteran and park ranger named Steve, opened this place called TreeRock in Asheville, NC as a sort of passion project, to celebrate Mead and Cider, and showcase an incredible selection of the world's first alcoholic beverage.
I just had an hour and a half long conversation with the guy. He's so personable and knowledgeable, and I had an absolute blast- I tried like 10 different drinks, and they were all awesome, and he told me about the history and making of each and every one. After a while, I decided this is my new favorite place to go.
But they're closing, in March.
These past few years have been devastating for small businesses, and they are no exception. They are going to close in March, unless something drastic happens that changes things.
So if you're in Asheville, or you know somebody in Asheville, or you have been meaning to go to Asheville to bury that body in the trunk of your car somewhere along the Appalachian trail but you just haven't gotten around to it yet, please stop by TreeRock for a flight of meads, ciders, and beers from all around the world, for less than the cost of a Chipotle burrito.
(also they love dogs!!! my dog had a great time, and I'm sure yours will too!)
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