#war stories

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Stag magazine illustrations by Mort Künstler (1950s, 1960s)

#mort künstler #pulp art #men's magazines #pulp artist #mort kunstler #illustrations #crime stories #war stories #adventure #spy-fi #1950s #1960s

[joshua-beeking]

Lemme tell you the story of this gun my wife showed me.

At first, I immediatly assumed it belonged to her grandfather who was a lieutenant in the french military. Not a fan of guns and didn't think much of it.

" No it belonged to my great-grandmother!"

She then told me the entire story of badass great grandmother Jeanne, that I need to share here.

Its important to note the time period it takes place in: Right smack in the middle of WWII.

Jeanne was of Jewish heritage but she immediatly realized things were starting to get ugly concerning Jews and took the decision to baptize herself and her children at the last minute so she had paperworks to show Nazi officials to lie about her jewish upbringing. This move saved her life and that of her children.

Some times later, another nazi official was investigating the weird deaths of his collegues in the area, and was suspecting resistance hideouts down the river because thats where they found the bodies So he knocked door to door, and asked if anyone noticed anything, under threats obviously.

Jeanne opened the door and told the Nazi official she didn't notice anything, playing the role of the frightened by everything going on, harmless young lady, living alone after her husband died. The guy immediatly dropped his guard , and Jeanne invited him inside for tea since it was already late and cold out.

The -moment- he stepped inside and his back was to her as he removed his coat. She took out this exact gun out of her dress and shot him point blank in the head.

-She- was the resistance member killing Nazis knocking on her door, dumping their body in the river, so the bodies would travel south to a region well know for resistance soldiers, and making the nazis think it was them killing officials patrolling the area. They -never- suspected her. Being a woman, living alone and "with a fragile constitution".

Absolute badass great grandmother Jeanne was shooting nazis daring to knock on her door with this very gun, avenging a large portion of her family, who didn't make the decision she did and were lost to the war.

Huge respect, Great Grandmother in Law. Huge respect.

#war stories #about me #and family #jews #jewish stories

[petermorwood]

Flying Officer B.P. “Squirrel” Nutkin of 266 Squadron RAF, seen here in a Hawker Hurricane Mk I flown by 266 during the Fall of France.

As the British Expeditionary Force were driven back by Guderian’s Blitzkrieg, 266 was badly mauled while keeping Luftwaffe bombers away from the Dunkirk beaches, losing enough Hurricanes that it re-equipped with the Supermarine Spifire Mk Ia just in time for the Battle of Britain.

Nutkin, resisting what was already becoming known as "Spitfire Snobbery", was one of the last 266 Squadron pilots to convert from his Hurricane. This snapshot, therefore, must have been taken at some time in mid-June 1940, between the end of Operation Dynamo on 4th June and the official start of the Battle of Britain on 10th July.

*****

It was during the BEF’s final withdrawal from Dunkirk that Flying Officer Nutkin, already with two kills to his credit, made ace in an afternoon and won his first DFC.

He was section leader of Red Section - comprising himself, Pilot Officer Tom E. Brock and Pilot Officer J.R.M.E. Fisher - providing top cover for the evacuation, when on 2nd June 1940 they found themselves up-sun from a raid directed against several of the “Little Ships” (civilian vessels with volunteer crews).

Red Section executed a perfect “bounce” that caught the enemy completely off guard, six Luftwaffe aircraft were shot down, and Nutkin personally accounted for two Junkers Ju.87-B Stuka dive-bombers as well as one Messerschmitt Bf.109-E4 from their escort.

(Representative images, not actual footage)

“Squirrel” Nutkin finished his RAF service in 1946 with the rank of Wing Commander. It’s widely believed he was promoted no higher after saying “Nuts!” to Air Vice-Marshal Trafford Leigh-Mallory, even though this turned out not to have been an insult, merely a misheard comment about which bar snacks were running short in the Officers' Mess.

Regardless of explanation, Leigh-Mallory - always notoriously pompous about his own image and reputation - made a disparaging entry in Nutkin’s file and refused to amend it. His later death in an accident meant the unwarranted black mark was never deleted.

This didn't concern post-war fledgling new airline BEA (British European Airways), and Nutkin joined them directly he left the Air Force…

…going on to become one of their senior captains before transferring to Transatlantic service with BOAC (British Overseas Airways Corporation).

During a layover in New York he met and later married Cicely van Gopher of the New Hampshire van Gophers, and on retirement from flying made a fortune in forestry.

“Some people can’t see the wood for the trees, but for some reason I'm quite good at both.”

#squirrels #war stories #silly stories #pinch of salt

[sukimas]

I feel like I'm about to do something monumentally stupid by asking this, but, what was truly going on back then? I've always been on the periphery on purpose even as I slowly wormed into the franchise by 2021 just to avoid the worst of it, but the 2010s are a complete blank outside of faint feelings.

A lot less fluency in Japanese ("moonrunes") on the whole. Translators were few and far between, and many of them only translated things that personally interested them (granted, translation today is similar, it's just that there are a lot more of 'em). With this, and without the Touhou games on steam, and with Touhouwiki much smaller (it was founded in 2009, as opposed to Wikipedia's 2001), access to canon material was more difficult. There was also a lot more wilful ignorance of canon, too- and equivocation between what was popular canon and fanon due to this (because "nobody cares about Touhou for the games".) As translators became more common and the games became more widely available (culminating with HSiFS being released on Steam) there was a bit more of a push of of "hey, you know, the canon is actually pretty interesting and isn't at all like the fanon? the fanon is fine, it's fun, but it's not the same thing". There was a lot of pushback to this, though- use of the "Everyone has their own Gensokyo" quote from a rather famous doujin in contexts where it didn't really fit (everyone has their own Gensokyo, but claiming that that is ZUN's Gensokyo is something different entirely).

And then Alternative Facts in Eastern Utopia released, creating a VERY hard line between canon enjoyers and canon ignorers (due to political splitting that was already present but increased significantly). It's cooled off some since then, but a lot of people new to Touhou are completely unaware of the absolute battle it was to even discuss canon material. Many of them see older fans' insistence on "X isn't canon" as just being annoying spoilsports- and while some of that may be true, headcanon and theory aren't intended to be dissuaded for the most part. What people are generally trying to head off is genuine falsehood, which was absolutely pervasive for decades in EN fandom. Now, that's not to say that there isn't annoying fanon on JP side, but it's generally more "this is my interpretation" than "ZUN SAID NONE OF THE GIRLS ARE GAY".

(Which is, by the way, one of the common arguments that the pro-fanon side used to use back in the day. Interestingly enough. This is primarily due to the shipping side of Touhou fandom being very well aware that few of these relationships come anywhere close to canon, while the fanoneer side was distinct in that they believed their interpretations WERE canon- or at least as important as it. It's also a lie, by the way- it was a quote from a weeb version of The Onion.)

#touhou #probably inducing hell by putting that tag on here but whatever. let's rip and tear until it is done. #war stories

[drakeanddice]

Ahhhh! You played Laser-Ritter!? I'd love to hear how it went! Sorry, I don't often hear about folks playing my games.

We did! Short answer, it was awesome. I found Laser-Ritter following a game of Scum & Villainy with my weekly group which, while it was a fine game and was fun, had some tone/content confusion and failed to scratch the itch at the table. The game’s setting matter is largely pastiche of three to five different flavors of sci-fi and I, fool that I am didn’t drill down and sharpen the pitch…because I saw Forged in the Dark and assumed that it was shaving sharp right out of the box. Caveat lector, ersumshit.

But Laser-Ritter, damn. I cut myself thinking about how tight and focused that game is on delivering the promise on the front of the tin. You are fighting a galactic hegemony. Your life paths are all killer no filler calls to adventure from instantly iconic backgrounds. You wager your relationships and you kit and your tenuous, waning luck to do the impossible. You can deliver a snarky one liner as an active defense.

We ran a crew of loveable rogues on a tramp freighter transporting a broken auto soldier with memory banks full of Hegemony secrets related to a super weapon to wipe out the Rebellion. Their contact is cut out and they find themselves hunted at every turn by the forces of the Hegemony, first by a rogue’s gallery of bounty hunter types, and then an elite strike force led by Preceptor Ahriman Slake, the Red Right Hand of The Imperator. Diving for cover, going to ground amid the criminal underworld, and running out of options week by week, the Teknos wakes the Auto Soldier and downloads its memory banks during a climactic confrontation with Preceptor Slake and his goons. They broadcast the plans in the clear, trusting that the signal will bounce across the universe and if the right people can’t be told, then tell EVERYONE.

We called a season cliffhanger as the crew pushed the fateful button, the guns of the Hegemony leveled at them and haven’t been back to pick it up yet.

But we’re absolutely prison breaking at some point. Probably with the help of the defunct and broken Auto Soldier, Omni88, who remains at large.

It’s a damn fine game. Leverages a lot of player-facing tech and collaborative establishment of the fiction. Consensus building. Any game where I get to go, “Hell, yes. That’s cool!” is a win for me. And this one checks that box handily.

That being said, we ended up using an alternate hex flower lifepath system that was a little more targeted rather than the one out of the box, and we started with more advances that the rules according to Hoyle. We might’ve tweaked a couple of other systems to suit…I want to say combat was collapsed to Into the Odd style, except for big set pieces…this was a bit ago but I am left with pleasant memories and a mighty recommendation, which is really all I can offer a good game. It was, is, and will be again on my shortlist of “let’s do space opera” games. Notably, I will not play anything called Star Wars ever again.

#Laser Ritter #ttrpg design #ttrpg community #Star Wars #but not Star Wars #game tales #war stories

[pulpsandcomics2]

American Sky Devils July 1942 cover by Norman Saunders

#pulp magazine #adventure stories #war stories #norman saunders

[craycraybluejay]

Hey pals!

Do you like historical fiction? YA? Gay romances? WARTIME AGONIES? (Huehuehuehue)

WELL THEN

LET ME SHOW YOU

MY FRIEND'S COOLASS BOOK

Men of Honor

Go check the book out! Seriously! They worked very hard on it (as did I with helping polish it up a bit), and they deserve awesome readers. LIKE YOU!!

#advertising #advert for a friend #he didn't put me up to this i was like PLEASE CAN I ADVERTISE FOR YOU #book promotion #ya novels #historical fiction #gay romance #war stories #sometimes i do post semi professional looking posts #writerblr #writers on tumblr #writer friends #book advertising #ya writing #kindle

[uwmspeccoll]

Publishers’ Binding Thursday

I found this publishers’ binding while browsing the stacks on the hunt for a good one. My eye was drawn to the bright green bookcloth and then I saw the nice font and sweet little biplane on the cover. Once I looked inside, I noticed the bright, orange-red endpapers and the illustrations that show so much action and movement, one of which has a caption that starts “Listen, big boy...” 

The book is Doomed Demons by Eustace L. Adams (1981-1963), an American author best known for writing aviation adventure stories for boys. Doomed Demons was published in 1935 by Grosset & Dunlap in New York and features a story about WWI fighter pilots. The illustrations were done by J. Clemens Gretter (1904-1988), an artist and illustrator from Indiana who also worked as a cartoonist for comic books and signed much of his work “Clem Gretta” or simply “Gretta.”

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-- Alice, Special Collections Department Manager

#Publishers' Binding Thursday #publishers' bindings #airplanes #biplanes #war stories #WWI #Eustace L. Adams #Eustace Lane Adams #J. Clemens Gretter #Gretta #Grosset & Dunlap #illustrations #fighter pilots #Alice #big boy #endpapers #endsheets #illustrated endpapers

[askagamedev]

War Stories: Endless Eight

Not all war stories are fun or amusing. This is a story about one of my forays into development hell. My employer assigned me to a small team that was building a new game out of an existing, though decommissioned, game base. The game had many constraints - minimal budget for new art assets and almost no tribal knowledge from the original team remained. Our essential marching orders were to build a new game out of old parts. The combination of constraints - small team, minimal budget, reusing an old game - essentially dictated some kind of system-based randomization-centric core gameplay in order to create enough content for players to feel they were obtaining sufficient value from the game. 

It’s important to note that I think our creative director was actually quite good at his job - he was very knowledgeable about the original game and thought about everything from a systemic perspective. His ideas and vision for the game were good - I could always understand where he was coming from, what his goals were, and how his new ideas were in service to those goals. Through his leadership, I could see the team carving out gameplay that worked within the heavy constraints while still following the lore of the franchise. If I had the opportunity to work with him again under different circumstances, I would consider it. Despite these strengths, however, the game we delivered ended up being a mess and team morale had fallen off a cliff by the end of the project and much of this was because of our creative director.

The biggest issue wasn’t the quality of the ideas that the creative director had, but the pace at which we were handed our assignments and the obsoleting of old work on a regular basis and we were only a few months away from launch. We lacked a strong producer to push back on our creative director so his ideas were pushed on the rest of the team unchallenged. This tanked morale - it was tremendously difficult for me to feel engaged with my work when I knew that most of the work I was doing would likely be thrown out by the next week because another new design directive would be assigned and a huge amount of existing work would need to be redone. It was fine at first - the ideas made sense and were good and our director’s reasoning was sound, so we did them. But as time rolled on, we became trapped in a vicious cycle - throw out the old stuff, build the new stuff, have our weekly design review meeting and repeat the process. It felt like we were trapped in a time loop, except our ship date kept getting closer. The game finally launched and we were still regularly rebuilding large parts of core gameplay as part of post-launch content updates. 

Normally, I’m fine with this kind of iteration early in the development process - it’s totally normal to try a lot of things with prototypes when you’re in preproduction. That’s what preproduction is for. The problem here wasn’t that we were iterating so much, the problem was that we were still iterating like it was preproduction after the game had already launched. The rapid changes meant that new bugs were constantly being introduced because our systems and content didn’t really last long enough for bugs to be identified and fixed before they were changed again. We were essentially rebuilding the core gameplay each week while trying to build new post-launch content updates and it took a clear toll on the player base. The team really needed stronger leadership to figure out (and stick to) a better solution than “let’s rebuild it again”.

The numbers continuing to worsen and the higher ups eventually decided to pull the plug. The team was disbanded and the game itself was quietly placed into maintenance mode. By the end, most of the dev team had disengaged and were doing only the bare minimum of what was asked of them. I was assigned to another project - this one with a producer who enforced a strong development schedule. After joining that team and seeing the familiar processes in place to make sure that things were done on time and at a reasonable quality level, the phrase running through my head was “It’s nice working with proper villains again.” 

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#war stories #game development #building a team #game production #Development Hell

[theknitpotato]

Did you KNOW?! <3 Women AND MEN used knitting during wartime to send messages as an espionage tool! An American Red Cross knitting class during World War One. Article was named: "Grandma was just making a sweater. Or was she ...?"

"When knitters used knitting to encode messages, the message was a form of steganography, a way to hide a message physically (Example: hiding Morse code somewhere on a postcard, or digitally disguising one image within another). If the message must be low-tech, knitting is great for this; every knitted garment is made of different combinations of just two stitches: a knit stitch, which is smooth and looks like a “v”, and a purl stitch, which looks like a horizontal line or a little bump.

By making a specific combination of knits and purls in a predetermined pattern, spies could pass on a custom piece of fabric and read the secret message, buried in the innocent warmth of a scarf or hat."

https://getpocket.com/explore/item/the-wartime-spies-who-used-knitting-as-an-espionage-tool?utm_source=pocket-newtab/

#artists on tumblr #infinite craft #yarn #yarnblr #fresh air #war stories #hidden #send messages #prose #history

[sergeantsporks]

My very specific post “Thanks to Them” mood was driving in the car and having so many thoughts so fast that I thought a lot of time had passed only to realize that the same song was still on and wasn’t even to the bridge yet.

#toh #the owl house #war stories

[biblioflyer]

Star Trek Wars and Responsible Allegory

The ending for Strange New Worlds season premiere has me setting yellow alert. Mild spoilers follow.

I trust the writers and showrunners of Strange New Worlds.

I trust them to maintain a fundamentally optimistic worldview while not shying away from the impact of what the characters are experiencing. M’Benga and Chapel illustrated that beautifully.

Strange New Worlds is an easier watch than Picard, and that is to be expected. As I’ve passionately argued, Picard is a show about damaged people bereft of resources and facing hard moral dilemmas. Star Trek the Next Generation and Strange New Worlds are about the elite, handpicked for their gifts, provided every advantage, and with the best ship in the fleet insulating from the consequences of poorly calculated risks.

Neither is a better concept! Although even with an open heart, Picard is not an easy show to watch. I love Strange New Worlds for its ability to go down smoothly without feeling stupid. I’m unbelievably burnt out on hopeless suffering and bleak universes that defy attempts to improve them.

Which is why the implications of a Gorn war story alarm me so much.

My ethics call me to be pro-Ukraine but anti war propaganda.

Do you follow that nuance?

I’ll unpack it.

If the Ukraine War is something the Strange New Worlds production feels it needs to acknowledge in some fashion and allegorize, then using the take on the Gorn we’ve seen to date speaks to the soul scorching atrocities of the Russian invasion force, but little else about this conflict.

The likely Gorn motive of expansion for expansion’s sake is not an inaccurate parallel to Russia but it is superficial. It's comfort food for those of us rooting for the speedy removal of Russia’s occupation and horrified by the carnage wrought, but frankly Star Trek doesn’t need to be that ham fisted. It has a history of treating war as more than a spectator sport and seeking a deeper, richer understanding of the origins of conflict.

The Gorn, thus far, are entirely lacking in the sort of dimensionality and nuance that would make them compelling villains or hold a mirror up to our world to seek more profound truths. They’re the sort of villains to consume war as content, not understand war.

For all the slings and arrows directed at Discovery, something it did right with its Klingon War arc is show how actually it's not entirely about cynical, material motives like those of us who see the machinations of greedy oligarchs behind society’s ills would prefer to think is generally the rule. 

T’Kuvma’s supremacist ideology, contempt for other cultures, and “fear” of assimilation and loss of identity is familiar to students of the intellectual rationalizations of Russia’s invasion. That’s not coincidental. T’Kuvma was rather clearly meant to stand in for various strains of ultranationalism and ethnonationalism circulating at the time. 

T’Kuvma is reminiscent of Orban, Trump, Johnson etc. because the advisers whispering in their ears were themselves inspired by if not directly, then by very few degrees of remove, by Alexander Dugin and other architects of the Dark Enlightenment values that gave Putin the labels and rationales to crush both political threats to his regime and people he found aesthetically repugnant. These same Dark Enlightenment values create the permission structure for invasions, annexations, and the systematic murder of Ukrainian public intellectuals, civil leaders, and other cultural figures.

Now of course other Klingon House Leaders, oligarchs if you will, flock to T’Kuvma’s banner for their own cynical reasons, but much of our current reality is difficult to explain using an entirely cynical, materialist framework. If only because it's hard to imagine how the most outrageously successful (for Russia) invasion would have been a profitable enterprise without a myopic degree of cultural supremacism and complete disregard for the idea that this invasion might fail utterly to achieve any goal that would shore up and enrich the Russian economy, demography, or even just enrich the already extravagantly wealthy.

In the Dominion War, we find the Founders, themselves consumed by a supremacist and xenophobic worldview, using Jem’Hadar and Cardassians alike as phaser fodder with the casual attitude of Skynet deploying a wave of Terminators. 

At one point DS9 even manages to humanize the Jem’Hadar. Outmatched and Ketracel White starved survivors recognizing the futility of their assault on a prepared Starfleet position, but unwilling or unable to shake off their conditioning to choose surrender. Even the betrayal of this band’s Vorta is reminiscent of accusations that Wagner was leaking intelligence on the Russian army in exchange for lighter treatment from Ukrainian forces.

Meanwhile, Damar portrays the horror of recognizing an ally is intentionally wasting the lives of your people for a cause that seemed worthy in the beginning, but has been exposed as inevitably bringing greater ruin not glory. Damar drowns his grief in kanar because he can’t see a way out. His own cultural heritage has left him without much of a tangible idea of a different society to hope for and fight for. Eventually though, he realizes if he doesn’t do something the humiliation of losing a war will be just the beginning of the horrors visited upon the Cardassian people.

Damar is many characters. He’s the separatist who realized his “liberator” cares nothing for him except as a prop to rationalize the war and will sell his life cheaply once his part in the narrative is no longer interesting. Damar is the homegrown resistance to the war in Russia we scan the news desperately searching for.

The Gorn of Strange New Worlds can allegorize the depravity of the Russian invasion, but it would be a caricature in every other respect. Good allegory shouldn’t simply inspire us, it should inspire dissent and righteous rebellion were it to leak across digital iron curtains. If Star Trek is to dabble in propaganda, then it should not just be about great victories on the battlefield, it should describe a better future.

Sorry George, there are not heroes on both sides, but there are victims. Yet the Gorn really don’t seem like they can be victims unless Strange New Worlds is preparing to show us a different side of them. Maybe we’ll see some Gorn convicts used as phaser fodder or sympathizers who thought they were purchasing freedom with their loyalty but have found themselves instead press ganged with bottom of the barrel equipment in hand.

#star trek #star trek ethics #propaganda #allegory #war stories #Strange New Worlds #Strange New Worlds spoilers #spoilers #first reactions #Gorn #Dominion War #Klingon War

[melishade]

Optimus should talk to Wheeljack about not traumatizing the kids with war stories. As Bulkhead said, Jackie loves telling war stories and as we all know, Wheeljack has no filter. He is a proud wrecker, he'll probably tell the kids about that one time he killed 30 Decepticons with a pencil lmao.

I'd imagine Wheeljack thinks that they can handle it. And majority of the time they would be. They've already been through a lot so Wheeljack can go through some of the details.

But because Wheeljack is a walking hazard, a lot of the shit that he gets into and the stunts he pulled would baffle the Survey Corps. It would be like this clip from Ratatouille:

And everyone's kind of like: HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?! They continue listening because it just amazes everyone at how reckless Wheeljack can be. Levi is just thinking how he never thought that he'd meet someone worse than Hanji.

#asks #send me asks #maccadam #macadam #transformers prime #tfp #tfp wheeljack #wheeljack #attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #hanji zoe #levi ackerman #captain levi #survey corps #transformers #tf #war stories #attack on prime

[sukimas]

As an example for how severely steeped in fanon Touhou fandom was back in the day, saying "Many Touhou characters eat people" was EXCEPTIONALLY CONTROVERSIAL.

#not even stating specific ones! just saying that any touhou ate people in the present day was enough to get you called an edgelord #war stories

[billie80808]

april 2023:

a goose couple decided to userp the back half of my job's obscenely large parking lot to rear a goose child. I was on a big walking kick at the time, on lunch I would do a few laps around the lot, so naturally the goose and I were destined to fight. here's how that went:

god bless my coworker for managing to get the video. afterwards we affectionately began referring to the goose couple as Bonnie and Clyde. Clyde and I developed a sort of mutual respect, id stay out of the back of the lot and he'd just hiss at me from afar. dope. eventually the eggs hatched, the geese bounced.

april 2024:

I come into work on monday and I'm asked if I'd been attacked. no, I say, I have not. well that's odd, they reply, because there is a goose attacking everyone as they enter the building. 3 people were chased this morning. I look out the window and there's a goose pacing the parking lot like he owns the place. and he does. my safety manager handles the situation by texting employees that haven't come in yet, letting them know to be ready for a fight. arrive armed.

dan gets out of his f350 with a stick. and waves it menacingly at the goose. he enters the building unscathed.

a half hour later I hear a scream from the parking lot and by the time I'm at the window my recently hired manager is scrambling off the pavement towards her car being chased by Clyde (or clyde's offspring, who knows they're fucking geese). she drives to the front of the building and sits in her car until my safety manager comes out to chat. a researcher arrives, the goose chases his car. it lands on the passenger side and he gets out and uses the car as cover to film the goose. the footage will later be used to cancel the goose on twitter.

the aforementioned new manager hit her head and needs to go to urgent care. an email goes out, use the back door. attached is a wikiHow for how to fight a goose. the goose has us surrounded. goose patrol has been notified. my mom and I have lunch in the parking lot and she's trying to feed the bastard until he starts hissing and approaching her suv menacingly.

let's wrap this up. the next day, a car arrives with a vinyl wrap covered in pictures of geese and dogs. it's the goosebusters. a man begins patrolling the parking lot looking for a nest. another car pulls up, and out comes a fucking border collie. these guys come every day for the next week and the geese are perched up on a hill nearby playing it cool, they know cops when they see em. but every day they get chased away by the border collie. and eventually they're gone.

(that's a disgusting picture I'm sorry I didn't realize tumblr has a video limit on posts)

my manager who got attacked and sent to the medical center, she was hired in January and had to move from north carolina. her and her husband were looking for a house but the market is rough. she has to fly back and forth pretty much every day. so she flies in Monday morning, gets to work, and is immediately attacked by a fucking goose. so yeah, she quit. bummer.

i am very much a bird person. i love birds. geese aren't birds, they're lesser demons.

#geese #animals #fight #war stories #fuck geese #trans

[lightthewaybackhome]

There, I fixed it.

#my writing #footprints #footprints poem #bootprints #battle prints #I fixed it #writer #writing #writeblr #salt and light #poem #war #war stories