A proper genius

[valyrianpoem]

Eleanor Roosevelt and Lyudmila Pavlichenko.    Lyudmila Pavlichenko was a Soviet sniper credited with 309 kills, she is regarded as the most successful female sniper in history. She visited with President Franklin Roosevelt, becoming the first Soviet citizen to be welcomed at the White House. Afterward, Eleanor Roosevelt asked Lyudmila to accompany her on a tour of the country and tell Americans of her experiences as a woman in combat. Pavlichenko was only 25, but she had been wounded four times in battle. ↳ more х,х,х | gifs from Battle for Sevastopol 2015 trailer.

[girlschasinggirls]

this is her 

[vaspider]

That movie is fucking amazing BTW and should be watched.

[deducemethis]

[catastrophepins]

[ginger-moomin]

[deducemethis]

Sherlock: I am the backbone of this household.

John: You replaced the toilet paper once.

[vanish]

[deducemethis]

@policiiaco

[leah-cultice]

[creamcheese-rpmemes]

Injured/Injury Starters

[amilliiondreams]

creamcheese-rpmemes:

Injured

“Oh shit, are you alright?”

“Dude, I don’t think you’re alright.”

“Blood’s not supposed to be coming from there…”

“That looks broken.”

“Can you move your __?” 

“Are you okay?”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Who did this?”

“Did you do this to yourself?”

“How did this happen?”

“We need to get you to a hospital.”

“Do you need to go to a hospital?”

“That’s not supposed to bend that way.”

“Do you want me to look at it?”

“Don’t move, you’ll make it worse!”

“Stop moving!”

“There’s so much blood.”

“I’ll see if I have a first aid kit.”

“Just… Stay here and I’ll get help.”

“How did you even do this?”

“This happened in a fight?”

“Walk it off.”

“It’s not that bad.” 

“I think you need stitches.”

“You dumbass.” 

Injury

“I think I hurt myself.”

“I can’t feel my __.”

“I think my __ is broken.”

“Shit, that hurts to move.”

“I don’t think I can get up.”

“I’m going to try to get up.”

“Can you go get help?” 

“I need help.”

“I think I’m going to pass out.”

“I don’t think there’s supposed to be that much blood.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“I got [shot, stabbed, etc].”

“I can’t walk.”

“I don’t think I need to go to a hospital.”

“I think I need to go to the hospital.”

“Stop laughing, this hurts.”

“My last words better not be stupid.”

“That was a dumb idea.”

“Shit, that burns.”

“I’m fine… really.”

“Damn, I can’t get the bleeding to stop.”

“I got into a fight…”

“I feel lightheaded.”

“It hurts to move.”

“Can you look at it for me?” 

[deducemethis]

[deducemethis]

@hawkshvw

You really got my likeness, cole. Also, I may or may not have lifted your notebook out of curiosity….

[hawkshvw-blog]

“I see you liked the sketch I did. I’m glad.” he said plainly as he placed both hands on his hips. Scout definitely grew on Cole despite his initial skepticism of the kid’s involvement in police matters. Of course, it didn’t mean he was exempt from the law himself. “Although, I do believe you just admitted that you have committed theft.”

[deducemethis]

Scout immediately smiled and shook her head, as if she was both amused and impressed at Cole’s inability to draw outside the lines. She flipped one more page in the notebook, more interested in the drawings and writing rather than the actual content of the book itself. “ you know, you remind me a lot of my dad. ” she started and handed the book back over to cole. “ He couldn’t turn off either. ”

[deducemethis]

@hawkshvw You really got my likeness, cole. Also, I may or may not have lifted your notebook out of curiosity....

[benthedevries]

[policiiaco-blog]

deducemethis:

The moment Scout heard the doorknob jiggle her heart skipped a beat and panic washed over her like a violent tidal wave. Had it already been an hour? ! She swore up and down this wouldn’t take so long to figure out. Just slap some color over her lips, cheeks, eyes, and draw a stupid line along her lashes. It should have taken all of 10 minutes! Other girls seemed to do their whole face in a one two punch, yet here she was, sat on the floor infront of the stand up mirror, with a mess of make up products in front of her and on her face.

“Uh. Hi- fuck.” She breathed, scrambling to lean over and fruitlessly hide her mess from Stefan. She felt like an idiot, she -looked- like a idiot. The red on her lips just looked odd, was her mouth actually lopsided? She swore she went exactly over them. Her blush would make a marionette jealous and the shadow on her eyes were patchy and looked less ‘sexy and sultry’ and more ’ I haven’t slept in two years and I just stuffed my ex lovers corpse under the bed to keep him forever ’. Along with that, she now had a passionate new found hatred for drawing lines.

She sighed, giving into the pointlessness of trying to hide what she was doing and sheepishly looking up at Stefan. “ I…um. ” she started and frowned. “ I thought…maybe if I looked more like a girl we could go out on a date like normal couples do. ” she was quickly becoming more and more flustered as she spoke, becoming angry with herself for stupidly thinking she could even be remotely feminine and also for not being able to excel at something. “ this is stupid. ” she huffed, beginning to get up off the floor and make a B-line to the bathroom to wash this shit off her face.

He blinked once. Twice. Tried to acquiesce what was going on as he saw this fumbling girl with red smeared across her lips, panic set in her eyes. Scout was trying to put on make up. To go out on a date. With him. The thought itself was entirely too endearing. A smile bloomed on Bekowsky’s lips as he approached the girl, pulling the tie off his neck before tossing it out on the bed before leaning down to join her. He gently grabbed Scouts arm and whipped her around to press up against him.

“Well, it does look like you got decked in the face, but either way you look beautiful.” he smiled and leaned down to press a warm kiss on her lips. “Could wash up and we can try again together.” he shrugged. Honestly, he was happy that Scout was willing to make the effort, considering that he knew she hated everything feminine. “Am I happy to see you by the way. Paperwork never seems to end at the office.” he said before carefully letting her go. He turned to look at the makeup laid out on the floor. “…I thought broads just slapped on lipstick on, powdered their nose and that was that.” He had no idea what anything  was on the floor.

[deducemethis]

Scout was surprised when Stefan pulled her back to him, her anger at herself momentarily quelling the instant she felt his warmth. She sighed at his words at first, anger starting to flare up again because of the reminder of her miserable failure, but the moment his lips met hers it was snuffed out completely. As they kissed she shifted to sit on his lap, one of her hands resting on his chest while the other gently gripped his hair. Slowly she broke the kiss and brought her face just slightly away from his.

“I guess. ” she mumbled, not entirely keen on trying again, but her desire to go on a normal date with Stefan was greater than her disdain for makeup. She rested her head on his shoulder and looked at the mess of products as well. “ I did too…but the girl at the counter suggested all of these when I asked and I knew she wasn’t lying to me. Believe me, the last thing I’d do in my life is let someone pull a fast one on me to buy makeup. Hardly remember what half this stuff was for.”

She stayed in his arms for a few moments longer, just enjoying having him back home. “I’ll be back. ” she breathed as she moved to get up and wash her face in the bathroom. She looked at her face in the mirror after she was all cleaned up and scoffed at the idea of having to paint it up again.

“What happened that needed so much paper work? ” she asked as she made her way back and sat down besides him again, looking at him and reaching to fix some of his hair that wasn’t sitting right. She felt her lips curl into a slight smile as she did. She never knew what exactly it was about Stefan, but just looking at him made her smile.

[enjoy-the-life-baby]

[yesterdaysprint]

Democrat and Chronicle, Rochester, New York, January 4, 1907

[whisplings]

[thepersonalquotes]