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dwyntwo · 16 days
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Kaz at the doctor's office.
Doctor: "Okay, so I found nothing wrong with your stomach."
Kaz: "So I'm healthy."
Doctor: *laughing fit* "No." Wipes tears out of his eyes. "SAINTS no."
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andstuffsketches · 10 months
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[comic of a Tears of the Kingdom korok quest. Link holds up a backpacker korok with ultrahand, squinting at the distance. He says, "That's your friend, at the bottom of the hill?" Down a long slope of a slot canyon, a smoke signal is visible. The korok says, "Yep! I can't wait to catch up!" Link flings him down the hill while he says "I need to reach my friend!" Link glides down above the korok as he bounces down the hill. An explosion goes off next to Link and as the korok rolls to a stop he lands, looking up and yelling, "Who's throwing bombs?!" Link looks back as another square bomb lands right next to the korok. Link stares at it, blank-faced, thinking "is that bad", and then "can he die" The bomb glows, about to go off, and Link scrambles to engage ultrahand and whips the korok away just as the bomb goes off. The korok says "help!" and then "kaboom!!" finally, there is a sketch of the korok and his friend at their tent, link relaxing next to them, exhausted]
based on a true story 💥
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randomitemdrop · 8 months
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Item: bomb that, when exploded, fires arrows in all directions
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newsfrom-theworld · 25 days
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you can't be lgbtq and support the occupation that did this to them
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Aaron Hotchner X Derek Morgan X ADHD Autistic teen reader
Summary: Aaron Hotchner and Derek Morgan interrogate a 14 year old daughter of Unsub who has ADHD and is autistic, she was abused by her father her whole life. A bomb gets set off and she protects them
Third person pov...
14 year old Y/N had been in a small interrogation room for the last hour alone, your probably wondering how she knows that because she's been keeping count in her head.
Early on that day the police came looking for her farther but he wasn't there, instead she got taken to the police station and handcuffed (after she accidentally lashed out when they touched her) she's autistic and doesn't like touch- the police didn't listen when she tried to explain to them.
So here she sits, for the last 5 minutes she has been tapping her foot repeatedly on the floor, she has ADHD and couldn't sit still for long, but she was handcuffed to the table so she couldn't stand up and stim.
She then started humming the same tune over and over and over until a man shouts at her to shut up over the com. "Someone's grumpy" she mutters, deciding to go back to tapping her foot repeatedly.
She was beginning to get overwhelmed with everything. "Can I go now please?" She asks into the room but obviously towards the two way mirror.
She got no response. "Please, I don't like it here" she whispers shouting not going to work she realised, suddenly the door is opened two men walk in.
Y/N tenses, with her dad she doesn't like being around men, angling her body away from them she waits until they speak.
Eyebrows slams a files down on the table making her flinch at the loud sound, the Grumpy looking man just stares. "What- Do you know what these are?" He demands, Y/N shakes her head not looking at the man.
She looks down then shuts her eyes. "N-no I don't please" she cries squeezing her eyes shut not wanting to look at the pictures, they where of the victims died in the bombings that happened.
"I don't like it here" she cries pulling on the cuffs trying desperately to yank them off, eyebrows tries to grab her to stop but she kicks out. "No don't touch" she cries almost in hysterics.
Eyebrows holds up his hands and moved out of reach. "Okay I won't touch you, we won't touch you Y/N" he says teying desperately to calm her down.
Grumpy pants- as Y/N dubbed, walked out of the room putting his phone tk his ear, Hotch calls Penelope. "Yello" "Garica, Y/N L/Ns file does it have anything about mental disorders or anything like that?" He asks confused with the girls strong reactions.
After a few seconds Penelope gets back. "It says here that she is Autistic and has ADHD sir" Hotch thinks "that makes sense, thanks Garica" "your welcome Bossman" Hotch then walks back into the room.
Derek is far away from the girl. "Morgan" Derek walks over. "We forgot one thing that all the victims have in common, they are all neurodivergent in some way" he explains to the man.
They then both look over at the girl, she was back to tapping her foot repeatedly
"Y/N, are you autistic?" Asks Hotch, the girl nods her head. "Yes I am, I tried to explain to the idiots in blue but they wouldn't listen" she says it was the most they heard her say.
"Can I have these off now please?" She asks, her voice quiet like she expected to be shouted at. Derek looks ar Hotch the man nods his head. "Sure" he says and unlocks Y/N hands.
The 14 year old instantly jumps up from the desk, absently rubbing her red wrists, she begins pacing back and forth flapping her hands. The men watch her as she stims.
"We just want to talk to you about your father." Says Hotch, Y/N stops stimming and looked up at them with wide, frightened eyes.
She was small in stature, but her piercing gaze held a hint of strength that took the two seasoned agents by surprise. "My father is a monster" she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Hotchner and Morgan exchanged a knowing glance. They had seen this before – the child of an Unsub who had been subjected to unimaginable abuse and trauma.
"Y/N does you father treat you well?" Asks Derek carefully, Y/N looks down she nervously rings her fingers as she thinks.
"He doesn't" she confesses. "He hates that I'm different, he thinks it's wrong and tries to beat the 'retardness' out of me" she confesses crying as she paces back and forth in the little space.
Hotch and Morgan eye each other from the corner of their eyes then look at Y/N.
"We know, hes a monster which is why we need to find him" Morgan replied gently. 'But we need your help to find him. We believe he may be planning to harm more people.'
Y/N hesitated for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she thought. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. It was a map, with a clearly marked location circled in red.
'That's where he's keeping his bombs" she said, sliding the paper across the table. Hotchner and Morgan looked at each other in shock.
They had been searching for those bombs for weeks, and here it was, handed to them by a scared teenage girl.
They immediately sprang into action, calling for backup and racing to the location. But as they arrived, they realized that Y/N had also been telling the truth about another thing – her father had taught her how to make bombs.
Before they could even process the situation, a loud explosion ripped through the air. Hotchner and Morgan were thrown back by the blast, but they were quickly pulled to safety by Y/N who had shielded them with her own body.
She lay unconscious, her small frame protecting them from the debris, Y/N was rushed to the hospital, and after a few days, she regained consciousness.
Hotchner and Morgan were there, by her bedside, along with a team of doctors and nurses who were amazed by her bravery.
"We couldn't have stopped him without you,' Hotchner said, his voice filled with sincerity, the girl looked up at them and smiled weakly. "Can I be part of your team now?" She asked, her eyes sparkling with hope.
Hotchner and Morgan shared a smile, knowing that Y/N had found a new family in the Behavioral Analysis Unit. Despite the darkness of her past, she had shown courage and strength that they had rarely seen before.
And as they welcomed her into their team, they knew that together, they could take on anything that came their way.
The end!
Hope you liked this one shot sorry for the late update been a busy week but I am now on Christmas break and will update regularly.
As usual sorry for any spelling and grammar mistakes.
Request are open!
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doweesig · 6 months
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My favorite Koopaling 🎪 🧡
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sugas6thtooth · 4 months
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aowski · 2 years
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The civilized have created the wretched, quite coldly and deliberately, and do not intend to change the status quo; are responsible for their slaughter and enslavement; rain down bombs on defenseless children whenever and wherever they decide that their "vital interests" are menaced, and think nothing of torturing a man to death: these people are not to be taken seriously when they speak of the "sanctity" of human life, or the "conscience" of the civilized world.  There is a "sanctity" involved with bringing a child into this world: it is better than bombing one out of it. Dreadful indeed it is to see a starving child, but the answer to that is not to prevent the child's arrival but to restructure the world so that the child can live in it: so that the "vital interest" of the world becomes nothing less than the life of the child.
James Baldwin, The Devil Finds Work
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thunderstruck9 · 29 days
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David Mach (British, 1956), Bombs Away, Commando Collage. Collage on paper, 29 x 28.5 cm.
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todaysdocument · 4 months
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500 lb. Bombs in Railroad Car
Record Group 336: Records of the Office of the Chief of TransportationSeries: Photographic Albums of Prints of Hampton Roads Port of Embarkation
Original caption: "500 lb. demolition bombs in railroad car. Note chucking and number of tiers of bombs. 216 bombs to the car. Official photograph U.S. Army Signal Corps, Hampton Roads Port of Embarkation, Newport News, Virginia."
Black and white photograph showing a railroad car with its door open showing 16 cylindrical bombs on wooden racks.  A soldier sits atop one of the bombs and is holding up another bomb as though examining it.  With his other gloved hand, he gives a “thumbs up.”  In the upper left corner, the word “RESTRICTED” is stamped.
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socksoinabox · 11 months
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Credit to @sonicattos for the first tails drawing-it was a while ago when I saw it and has been sitting in my draft lol. Check out their art its awesome!! wanted to draw tails and her dress<3 plus some other tails inspired by his adventure game! and bombs!! <3
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randomitemdrop · 1 year
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Item: Water Bomb; as a standard bomb, but instead of fire it causes an explosion of water. You heard me.
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nocternalrandomness · 4 months
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A-10 with a live load of MK-82 Bombs
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beens-on-toast · 4 months
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People don't know how good they have it in life. No one outside of the Middle East for the most part knows what it's like hearing a jet whizzing over you and a bomb going off. I only had a small taste of it in my life and I felt like my heart was gonna give out from stress and fear. Kids in gaza are dying from cardiac arrest. Its fucking heart breaking. These are kids who already face death by either getting blown up to pieces, crushed, hunger, or by disease. Now they are experiencing heart attacks from fear and adrenaline. Any country has to be held accountable for their actions, I don't care about your history, it isn't a fucking excuse. Criticism of Israel isn't an attack on Jews, stop conflating them. Their so called mission is eradicating Hamas, they are underground, it's known by now they prefer the hostages alive than dead. Stop carpet bombing, they are in tunnels. With the so called best intelligence in the world Israel is sure acting intelligently and strategically. How about figuring out where the tunnels are and being strategic instead of flattening buildings. How did you assassinate someone in Lebanon with a drone but had to bomb several hundred people to get one Hamas leader in Gaza. You can be fucking precise in Lebanon but not in Gaza. Its absolute bullshit and Canada, UK, US, and Germany are run by monsters. All of them are complicit. There is no justice in this world, just politics. Like I said in a previous post, doesn't matter what evidence is presented, the vote will be based on the leaders the lawyers represent, not them. Screw this world.
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pixel-lightart · 8 days
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lamp oil. rope? Bombs??? (palette meme)
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You want it? It's yours my friend. As long as you have enough chaos emeralds.
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