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nikolasongsa · 10 months
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"What keeps you awake at night?" "Nothing. I keep other people awake at night." - James Mattis
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mitchipedia · 2 years
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How ‘Starship Troopers’ convinced Jim Mattis to make Marine infantry training more realistic. Mattis isn’t talking about the movie here—he’s talking about the novel by Robert A. Heinlein, which included simulated battles for soldiers in training.
Max Hauptman at Task & Purpose:
“Reading [Starship Troopers] is one of [the] reasons I put together simulators for infantry with Hollywood being a big help, I might add. Oftentimes an infantryman’s first ethical or tactical decision against a thinking enemy is made in his first firefight,” Mattis told New York University Law School adjunct professor Max Raskin in an interview published earlier this week. “You wouldn’t buy a 747 or an Apache attack helicopter without buying the simulators for the pilots, and yet we didn’t have high-quality simulators for infantry.”
Mattis noted that going back to World War II, most casualties are among infantry troops with the least amount of combat experience.
“If you can get them through their first five firefights alive, their chances of surviving go up significantly,” said Mattis, adding that, “I always thought if I could do 25 firefights for them in various simulated circumstances that challenge them ethically and tactically before they ever heard the first shot fired, they would be more apt to make better decisions and survive.”
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mr-1961-blog · 6 months
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Badass James “Mad Dog” Mattis Quotes! #history #quotes #marine
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athletic-collection · 5 months
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(from left) Matty Lee, Chris Mears, Dan Goodfellow, James Heatly, and Jack Laugher
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office-quite · 6 days
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brits-in-briefs · 11 months
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Jack Laugher, Chris Mears, Dan Goodfellow, Matty Lee, James Heatly, Noah Williams, Ross Haslam and Jack Haslam
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nikolasongsa · 10 months
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"A good soldier follows orders, but a true warrior wears his enemy’s skin like a poncho.”
-James Mattis
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// Chicago Bulls game // 27.10.23 //
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celebsbyseb · 1 year
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ateepmelfart · 1 year
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april 2023
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Eli: What happens when you die?
Stiles: You go to heaven
Eli: No, I mean, when you die. Do I get your stuff?
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bestofmalemodels · 2 years
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Our roster, photographed by Anthony Julien Meyer
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trumanbluee · 2 months
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welcome to my blog!! 🎀
about me !!
hii !! i'm gracie, im 17! im a huge swiftie and the 1975 is my favourite band, but im a huge fangirl overall!!!
i'll write for;
matty healy
peter parker (insomniac or tasm!)
the marauders (excluding wormtail)
harry james potter
masterlist:
* means there is smut / nsfw material !!!
matty healy
an encounter - matty healy *
the only time i feel i might get better - matty healy *
if its not with you (part one) - matty healy *
if its not with you (part two) - matty healy *
marauders
how you get the girl - remus lupin
about time - james potter (req)
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fallingforel · 11 months
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the fluff /angst prompt list
below is the prompt list for my requested fics, i write for arctic monkeys, the 1975 one direction and the vamps so please if you would like to request don’t be afraid to I’ll do my best but yes please dont hesitate to ask any burning questions you may have. 
“You’re family.”
“I care about you.”
“I need you.”
“Can I join you.”
“You made your choice.”
“This isn’t fair!”
“How could you do this?”
“Do you hate me?”
“I could never leave you behind.”
“Come with me.”
“That’s sweet.”
“You look great.”
“Where are you going?”
“That’s new.”
“Let me help you.”
“Drop the attitude.”
“Are you okay?”
“I’ve got you.”
“I’m worried about you.”
“You don’t seem like yourself tonight.”
“Do you like it?”
“You smell nice.”
“They didn’t deserve you.”
“I trust you, do you trust me?”
“Karma is a bitch.”
“What the hell?”
“Son of a bitch.”
“I hope your day gets better.”
“I’m here if you need to talk.”
“Are you listening to me?”
“Sorry.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Why are you acting like this?”
“How do I look?”
“Damned if I do, damned if I don’t.”
“What is this about?”
“You look like hell.”
“I haven’t seen you in a few days.”
“It’s good to see you.”
“You know, you can stay if you want to.”
“I’m not pissed, I’m hurt.”
“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?”
“I almost feel bad for you.”
“What you did was stupid.”
“No.  You listen to me.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“I know you’re scared.”
“You’re a terrible liar.”
“You’re not helping.”
“It’s not safe here.”
“You should leave.”
“Everything is fine.”
“I’ll keep you safe.”
“I hope you know what you’re doing.”
“Just go away.”
“You don’t have to act like you’re okay.”
“I’m only here to help.”
“Don’t mind if I do.”
“Don’t you think you’ve done enough?”
“Thanks for nothing.”
“I’m done.”
“You think that this is easy for me?”
“I hate seeing you like this.”
“You make me so mad.”
“I brought you dinner.”
“Say what?”
“You’ll be fine.”
“You’ve got me on your side.”
“I don’t like you…. I love you.”
“I don’t want you… I need you.”
“What are you doing here?”
“It’s okay to cry.”
“I can tell you’re lying.”
“You’re in danger.”
“You deserve better.”
“You’ve changed.”
“I think I’m in trouble.”
“You always find a way to surprise me.”
“You did what you had to do.”
“You have no idea.”
“Why am I not surprised?”
“This is just great.”
“You’re here late.”
“What’s on your mind?”
“I wanted to apologize.”
“It’s just you and me.”
“I’m just looking out for you.”
“I never meant to fall in love with you, I just did.”
“Calm down.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Oh come on.”
“No one is perfect.”
“You’ve been quiet.”
“What did you just say?”
“I’ll always be there for you.”
“Fair enough.”
“When you fall, I’ll always be right there to catch you.”
“I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”
“You’re not crazy.”
“I’m not leaving.”
“I hope you’re happy.”
“You’re the only person I wanted to be with tonight.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“You’re not going anywhere.”
“You believe me, don’t you?”
“Regardless of what they think, I know you’re an amazing person.”
“Shhh…  You need to be quiet.”
“Fuck you!”
“You don’t even know me.”
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lastbluetardis · 3 months
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Here's the first few paragraphs from the new and improved What Makes a Family 🥲
“We gather here today to remember the life and legacy of Jeremiah “Jimmy” David Stone, beloved son, partner, and father.” The words rang hollow in Rose’s ears, like they were being spoken from very far away. She barely felt like she was even present, as though this entire day was happening to someone else. The small body she held in her lap shifted, his big blue eyes blinking owlishly as her three-year-old son Matthew fixed his gaze on her. “Tha’s Daddy,” he said in that whispering way of toddlers that really wasn’t a whisper at all. “That’s right,” she murmured, smoothing his cornsilk blond hair away from his face. “Hush now. Can you sit nice and quiet for Mummy?” “Uh huh,” Matthew said, slumping back into her belly. The priest at the front of the church shot her a sympathetic glance, his pale gaze flitting between Matthew and David, Rose’s eight-year-old son. If anyone in the church was annoyed by Matthew’s interruptions, they didn’t show it—nobody would dare chastise a child who’d just lost his father. Rose reached over and wrapped her hand around David’s. Her son gave no reaction that he felt her touch, sitting as still and silently as he’d been doing these last four days. She was so useless, unable to offer anything other than hugs and kisses and words of affirmations to her children, and she raged against the world for forcing this tragedy into their young little lives. “I’m hungry,” Matthew stated, drawing muffled chuckles from those sitting around them. Rose had prepared for this. Matthew’s stomach was as unpredictable as a summer storm, and she made sure to always have snacks on hand for him. She reached into her purse and rooted around until she felt the cool plastic bag that housed dry cereal. “Thank you!” Matthew chirped when she handed it to him. “Shh, baby boy. We have to be quiet.” “Indoor voice,” he said, and to his credit, he actually whispered that time. Rose pressed a kiss to his fair hair and tried to tune in to the priest and ignore the nagging urge to get up and leave. Why should she be allowed to sit here and mourn a person she didn’t actually miss?
What a cheerful little scene, eh 🥲
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