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muozu · 1 year
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elthadriel · 1 month
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💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss for Cody/Waxer/Boil?
It’s really just a combination of unfortunate positioning and having been awake for long enough that Boil had forced himself to stop keeping track.
Boil’s helmet comm crackles, Butcher’s voice coming through patchy and full of static. “Commander Cody, this is LT Butcher reporting.”
Cody’s helmet hangs at his waist, visor smashed beyond all reasonable use. He speaks into the comm at his wrist instead. “Butcher, report.”
Boil’s throat constricts, anxious nausea rolling through his stomach.
“Made contact with Waxer and his unit,” Butcher says. He sounds as tired as the rest of them, but the relief in his tone gives away the good news even before he continues. “All accounted for. Some minor injuries to attend to, and then we’ll join you at the extraction point.”
“Minor injuries?” Patchwork says from somewhere behind Boil. “After the scare they gave us they couldn’t have mustered up something more dramatic?”
Boil barely hears it. The news takes a moment to sink in, for the numb dread he’s been nursing to be replaced with jubilant relief. It only takes another moment for him to remind himself where he is, and the professionalism that’s expected of him. Unfortunately before that second realisations hits he does something uncharacteristic and provides Patchwork with the drama he’s looking for.
Boil rips off his helmet and grabs the man closest to him, laying one right on the man’s mouth. He realises what exactly he’s doing as soon as their mouths make contact and then he’s wrenching himself backwards, eyes wide.
The only saving grace is that Marshal Commander Cody of the Third Systems army looks more confused than annoyed.
The silence is uncomfortably dense. The longer Cody stares at him the worse it gets, morphing into something that squirms in Boil’s gut and makes him feel like a cadet still too young to have been fitted for their first set of armour.
“Sorry, sir,” he croaks. “I didn’t mean to…”
He looks around frantically, looking for some sort of help. The rest of the men are either staring with the same horrified expression as Boil would aiming towards himself too, or very deliberately not looking. Maybe there are still Seps left after all. Maybe they can mount a surprise attack and save him from his own stupidity.
”Didn’t mean to what, lieutenant?” Cody asks. The confusion has faded into a terribly familiar expression. Cody’s eyebrows are raised in a challenge and Boil is too busy dying of mortification to even consider how he might avoid the trap he’s about to be walked into.
Boil’s going to open his mouth and make it worse. He doesn’t have any other choice.
“I…” he says, mouth too dry to continue. He’s going to combust and Cody is going to watch with mild amusement. Boil licks his lips trying desperately to find his voice again.
He probably can’t taste Cody. It’s probably just his imagination.
Patchwork is an excellent sergeant. He’d earned himself a reputation by throwing himself on a grenade and saving Commander Tano’s life two weeks after she was deployed. It seems he intends to make a habit of it.
Patchwork whistles.
Cody’s eyes snap away from Boil to Patchwork.
“Something to say, sergeant?”
“Always, sir,” Patchwork says, hauling himself to attention.
Boil takes the mercy his brother has shown him and slams back on his helmet, hiding his flaming face and shuffling away as quickly as he can manage. Cody will notice anyway, but he doesn’t turn back, accepting Patchwork’s noble sacrifice.
“So when I ask for volunteers to inventory what’s left of our ammo, I assume that means you plan to offer you and your squad.”
Patchwork doesn’t hesitate. “Of course, sir.”
Cody snorts. “Get to it then.”
Patchwork’s squad groans, but hoist up their kit and follow after the martyr.
Boil manages to pretend that Cody isn’t looking at him again until Cody huffs. In the corner of Boil’s eye Cody loosens up, expression finally softening into amusement. Boil glares at his kit as Cody approaches—Cody might not be angry, but that doesn’t mean Boil can stand the embarrassment of continuing the conversation.
Cody doesn’t stop, but passes close enough that he can reach out and clap Boil’s shoulder.
“Not while we’re on duty, trooper,” Cody says.
Boil splutters, jerking his head up just in time to see Cody smirk before he’s all business again, returning to organising the rest of the extraction.
Waxer might not survive today after all—he’s going to die laughing when he hears about this.
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towl · 1 year
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ISAGI YŌICHI Blue Lock ⚽︎ EP17:"Donkey"
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filet-o-feelings · 2 months
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In another attempt to get myself back into writing, I decided to pick a random word to write something around, and grabbed 'answer' as the first word I saw when I looked at my email at work, lol. The result is the following double drabble. Now I just need to get my brain to want to tackle my wips.
David’s leg bounces as the ringing continues in his ear. He pulls the phone away to look at the screen- he dialed the correct number, right?
‘Patrick Brewer' said the contact name previously programmed into his phone, carefully added from the card that had been handed to him by the smug, overly confident man working for Ray.
“You have reached Patrick Brewer, I am unavailable at the moment. Please leave a message and I will be sure to return your call as soon as possible. “ He hears from the speaker, placing the phone back to his ear.
“Yeah , hi, David? This is Patrick.” Oh. Fuck. That's not right at all. He’s David. He apologizes and hangs up, taking a deep breath before redialing, attempting to plan what he is going to say in his head. It goes about as smoothly as the first. Again, he tries. And again. This Patrick Brewer guy already thinks his business is going ro fail. Now, he surely is going to think David is a bumbling idiot, incapable of leaving a simple voice-mail, let alone running a store.
“Ciao!” He says, before ending another call with a groan.
Later, Patrick grins at his phone, smitten.
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georgecunt · 7 months
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dreamPrayer
if i wasn't in bed I'd edit a cross and a rosario on him
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io-lu-art · 1 month
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A tale of Ba Sing Se.
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awkwardexxodus · 7 months
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ive watched this video 5 times in the last two days and it always makes me laugh til i get a headache & i wanted it on my blog but didnt find it anywhere so guess i gotta do it myself
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buzzkillgirls · 7 months
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so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you
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brown-spider · 11 months
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Hey remember how Noir is an anti-fascist from 1933
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hershelchocolateart · 7 months
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Just to make a point, every time I finished a panel of this I would export it as a PNG on the perceptual setting and use it as a color reference for the next panel
IT'S BAD
PLEASE CHECK YOUR COLOR SETTINGS
EDIT: If you're still having problems, it might help to switch from "Save/Save as" to "Export (as a) Single Layer". Just. Make SURE the box labeled "Expression Color" is set to RGB. I've been messing with this all day, and it looks like this combination of settings will allow exported PNGs to maintain their colors perfectly. To you. So far both Discord and Toyhouse still only display desaturated images and I cannot for the life of me figure out why
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Damn right we're gonna get blueberry slushy .
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bandoftheives · 5 months
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studio ghibli movies must have:
old ladies
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cool lesbian aunt
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gorgeous forest/garden
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little guys
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antdays · 5 months
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my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called "four hour video essay about plagiarism" 😳 you'll be zonked out of your gourd💯
me: yeah whatever. i don't feel shit.
5 minutes later: dude i swear i just saw brian deer say that exact sentence before
my buddy hbomberguy, pacing: james somerton is lying to us
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ophanim-vesper · 9 months
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obsessed with how the entire movie is just this
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So while rewatching Avatar: The Last Airbender recently, I noticed a trend
A number of spirits we see have an animal form, specifically animals we recognize as "normal" for us. For example:
- Wan Shi Tong is an owl and his knowledge seekers are foxes
- Tui and La are koi fish
- Hei Bai is a panda
-The guardian of the mother of faces is a wolf (The Search)
Heck there's even the talking Baboon spirit and the monkey missing its face that we see in the Spirit World at the end of Season 1.
Basically every time we've seen a "normal" animal, they've been a spirit.
My point? I argue that Bosco is a spirit bear that's chilling and living the good life in the mortal world just because he can.
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somanypolls · 18 days
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