(based on this gif)
(I’ll be very surprised if this hasn’t been done already, but i just love that gif and I had to)
Genre: the usual drama with fluff and - later - slash
warnings: so far - none
I felt like challenging myself (because of reasons) with this pairing and try to see how they develop. And noooo, it’s not because I started to like it! Not! At! All! (and even if so, I’d never admit it). >: O
Pretty harmless so far, I know, but this will probably change sooner or later. This won’t be overlong, maybe four chapters (so probably 6 or so, knowing me), we’ll see. I’ll try to update once a week, but won’t make promises ^^
As I do this rather randomly I haven’t bothered a beta with it, so forgive me if the spelling and grammar is horrible >_<
Sorry for the random title (stolen from “All of our boys”/Flogging Molly)
not sorry at all:’D
Where dignity and pride fought for their place - part 1-
Maintaining rifles was an Engineer’s duty.
As a member of Team RED it was the Engineer’s job to make sure that every weapon was fully functional, with enough ammunition at every mercenaries disposal. The Engineer was a skilled man with a knack and passion for machines, and most of his team-members were glad they could leave to him what they sometimes considered to be a tedious task.
For the Sniper, however, it was bliss.
Sniper remembered very well that certain day three years ago, when he had been introduced to the team.
The Engineer had greeted him with a firm handshake and a broad, Texan drawl. Fighting hard to keep control over the twitching corners of his mouth, the new Sniper had thanked him for the warm welcome rather stiffly. Later that evening, they had found themselves emptying several mugs of beer and laughing heartily as they mocked each others’ accents.
Ever since, Sniper had trusted him, as a friend and as the reliable backbone of the whole bunch.
The Engineer probably knew more about rifles and guns than the Sniper himself. This, however, would never be a reason for him to give up moments like this – peaceful solitude, the night sky stretching above him, a fire for warmth, a beer for chilling, and his good old rifle for company.
After weeks of anticipation, Staten Island has seen some of the first of a brood of cicadas that has matured underground for 17 years, and which will be continuing to emerge in the coming days to begin the last, amorous and clamorous stage of its life cycle.
Soon, millions more will climb from the ground in which they have spent nearly two decades, morph from wingless to winged, and take to the trees for their famously noisy courtship. Then, after the eggs are laid, they will swiftly die….
In some areas of Staten Island and elsewhere around the Northeast, the early risers have already awakened, to be followed by their fellows when the soil sustains a temperature of around 64 degrees. In patches of parkland near a lake, the empty husks of the nymph-stage bugs are everywhere, left behind wherever a creature squeezed out of a gap in its shell like an extraterrestrial in a Ridley Scott movie….
The bugs don’t bite, and though their plague-like hordes are frequently compared to locusts, they barely eat a thing during their time above ground. But it is their extraordinary life cycle that some people find compelling. “It’s a wonder of the world!” said Abdul Jan, 79. “It’s a gift.”
Perhaps defying convention, the Staten Island Museum will be feting the bugs. There is an insect-themed singles dance party planned for May 31, the centerpiece of which is the cicada-shaped “Love Motel,” a glowing sculpture by the artist Brandon Ballengée.
today in tf2 I got a robot pyro straight from the animes
I CAN’T STOP WATCHING I HAVE TO GO TO SLEEP BUT
Let me just take a moment to remind everyone that this is a dinosaur.
I’m picturing Sweetling doing this and I
‘ARURURURURURU’ quote the crow
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ; A ;
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I’m sexually attracted to this Jacket
I have reblogged this before and I will again. Can’t get over this thing.
I should make this now.
Omg finally a normal sized person on tumblr
shes actually so beautiful omg
so glad this has so many notes on it. It’s better than seeing a stick thin girl who apparently has a ‘perfect’ body posted all over my dashboard.
She’s drop dead gorgeous
Fuck this girl-on-girl hate. I’m so fucking sick of it. This girl IS gorgeous, but so are the fucking super skinny girls, and are so are the fucking huge girls with majestic rolls, and so are the girls shorter than your fucking nipples and so are the girls taller than small trees. So are the girls who identify as boys, and the boys who identify as girls. EVERYONE IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL, even if you don’t think so. Beauty is subjective so please shut the fuck up about how surprised you are that someone is pretty, or how some bodies are normal or how people should like some more than others. All bodies are so fucking different that I can’t imagine you finding a perfect match. Fuck you.
^^^^THIS. All girls are beautiful, even the really skinny girls.
You don’t need to call a girl pretty by insulting other girls, dammit. Who the fuck does that?