Show & Tell
tannertan36
No title available
occasionally subtle
No title available
I'd rather be in outer space đ¸
Peter Solarz
blake kathryn
Game of Thrones Daily
Not today Justin
Origami Around
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Product Placement
pixel skylines
Three Goblin Art
#extradirty
Mike Driver
Claire Keane
One Nice Bug Per Day
ojovivo
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Estonia
seen from United States
seen from Greece
seen from Malaysia
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from T1
seen from TĂźrkiye
seen from T1
seen from Greece
seen from Malaysia
seen from Canada
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Malaysia
@kasmircashmere
Iâve been wondering about this scene and what I speculate may not be even close to canon.Â
It is just me and my brain talking, being curious about what each operators are thinking. Ash and Kali are dead obvious, but the others? IT really got me thinking. To understand the full context, I watched the scuffle scene on a playback speed of 0.25x, observed and guessed.
It got a little long so I put it as read more.
Keep reading
So Ubisoft uploaded a high-res image of six in front of the board. [PLEASE GIVE IT A READ]
So far these are what I have gathered from the board:Â
Thatcher was once married. Now he fixes a boat called âIron Maggieâ in his spare time. The boat was his initial a retirement plan but he moved there after his wife divorced him, considering he has no civilian home left :â(.
Sledge (?) and Thatcher are best mates. [Green]
Thatcher is a mentor figure for Hibana. [Green]
Thatcher and Lion openly dislike each other (itâs no secret but letting you know just in case.) [Red]
Thatcher has mutual respect with Nomad and Ash. [Green]
Maestro has admiration for Thatcher. [Green]
Itâs apparent that Clash and Thatcher has so many different perspectives in many things, thus always having differences. [Red]
Thatcher and Lesion cant see eye to eye. [Red]
Thatcher and Castle are drink buddies(?). [Green]
Ash and Thermite has sibling kind of relationship. [Green]
Ash and Mira donât get along. (had to rewind the CGI video 30 times to get this). [Red]
Ash and Caveira love hunting each other. [Green]
âThe way Ash and Caveira go out of their ways to hunt each other is frightening. A bit of mutual respect.â -Six
Ash has good relationship with Ying and Castle. [Green]
Fuze and Ash share technical expertise. [Blue]
Doc and Ash has different methods on handling things but they have mutual respect. [Green]
Hibana and Dokk has sibling type of relation. [White]
Thatcher and Dokk clearly has age difference (their relationship is sort of vague, I couldnât make out what their relationship actually is except it that they have a white rope connected to them). [White]
Dokkaebi feels intimidated by Caveira, and Caveira knows it well. [Red]
Dokkaebi and Vigil donât like each other (?) âMisdirect suspicionâ. [Red]
Echo and Dokkaebi has mutual respect between them. [Green]
Doc and Dokkaebi has mutual optimism. [Green]
Capitao and Caveira dislike each other. [Red]
Echo and Caveira are equally blunt, thus they respect each other. [Blue]
Cav is brutal, and has antisocial personality disorder.
Caveira and Valkyrie doesnât have a good relationship (personality clash). [Red]
Doc and Castle has a friendly relationship. [Green]
Doc and Twitch share deep reverence for life. [Green]
Doc and Lion each have philosophical differences, thus meaning they dislike each other. (again, I neednât remind you because its a common knowledge but just in case c: ) [Red]
âTension between Specialist Pichon, Kateb and Specialist Flament via _____ event. Need them to shake _____. Canât continue like this. I trust _____ get in the way of operations _____ to be certain.â -Six (If Lionsâs big fucking head wasnât there I wouldâve been able to get it right)
Castle and Twitch are professional colleagues. [Green]
JTF2 and Spetsnaz Ops donât like each other much.
Russian OP/s donât get picked as the captain very often, and they donât like that.
And why the fuck does Fuze have a fucking shotgun?.
These are what I have gathered so far, if you have noticed anything else please donât hesitate to reblog and share it as well.
Outbreak collab(march) and April Fools fanarts
*Cedrick: Banditâs twin brother
To anyone who simps for Blitz here ya go wallpapers/lock screens from the Interventional
(Cause he hot Iâm sorry đ)
lift. fullbody illustration commission for @alaeries completed early last year!
> my art tag
new wings.
> my art tag
Ok so some people didnât know that this existed, so I went to terrohunt with my friends and we restarted so many times and recorded it for you all. Now listen to it and be blessed with this laugh
just how bitter is myrrhâs potionsâŚ
Being gay is natural? Okay.
You have three islands. Divide them into groups of one. The straight island, the gay island, and the lesbian island. The straight island is going to reproduce and keep going strong for millions of generations to come. The gay and lesbian islands will both wipe out in not even one century. This isnât just about religion or morals, itâs just simple common sense. Being gay is unnatural, and not just because God said so, but because you yourself wouldnât even be born without a REAL natural man and woman. And no, there is no such thing as a lesbian bone marrow âthingâ to have children. Thatâs a biased fact that came from a lesbian scientist who has false opinions. If itâs not a real penis or vagina, then itâs fucking false and youâre just opinionated by dumb facts. Iâm done here. Read over what I said and if you still think that being gay is normal and natural, then I hope you achieve some common sense one day. Bye
Where is this gay island located.. asking for a friend
I just have SO MANY questions. Why were we all separated onto different islands? Did the government sanction this? If so, why? Why didnât we revolt against this tyrannical government? Where are these islands? How were they chosen? Are the continents of the world abandoned? What kind of resources are on each island? Are they the same or different? Does each island have a right to form its own government or does the government that segregated us still rule? If so, what island do they rule from and how do they communicate with the other two islands? If they can communicate with the other two islands, can all three islands communicate with each other? If the straight people keep reproducing, wonât their island become overpopulated and their resources depleted? Islands only have so much space right? Do straight people stop having gay kids? Isnât it a fact that, to date, straight people are the largest manufacturers of gay kids? If a gay kid is born on straight island, do they get sent to their appropriate island? Wouldnât that aid in the re-population of gay and lesbian island? What about people who are attracted to more than one gender? Are they just lost at sea, floating aimlessly? Is the ocean full of listless pansexuals, floating nowhere? Or are they trapped in some sort of purgatory because they donât fit on any one island? Are there trees on lesbian island? Is it conceivable that if there were, a large group of lesbians could build a boat? Have you ever seen lesbians around timber? If they built a boat, could they travel to gay island? How far apart are the islands? If they could travel to gay island, would they be able to collect semen, return to lesbian island, and repopulate the island? Would they be able to send some of those children to gay island? Do trans people exist in this world? If so, wouldnât they be able to aid in repopulation? If the lesbians decided to declare war on the heterosexuals, would they be able to reach their island? On the way to heterosexual island, could the lesbians pick up the gays and scoop the floating bisexuals from the sea? If so, would they all be able to go and attack heterosexual island together, wiping out its peopleâs, stealing its children and taking all its resources? Does this fantasy world get you off at night? Please write back soon!
Speaking up from the pansexual archipelago: I too have these questions
Checking in from bisexual bay: The boats are nearly complete and are equipped with a special invisibility function. We attack at dawn
Fuck the questions, lemme on that boat, Iâm coming with you
*random ace just floating away into the sky like a balloon*
I am so here for an asexual sky nation. We live in floating cities and master the wind currents. Newly minted ace youths are sent up to us in baskets suspended under hot air balloons. We breed giant birds to bear us through the skies, or else build ourselves wings and gliders to fly in their midst. The only land we know are the tallest mountain peaks and the world is a bright blue gem spreading out beneath us.
(And we will of course be providing air support for the impending attack on Straight Island)
OPâs nasty-ass post got turned into a goddamn sci-fi dystopian adventure and Iâm so here for it.
oh my god Bisexual Buccaneers from Both-Ways Bay is both a porn tile and my new life goals
iâm an asexual homoromantic does this make me our young heroine torn between worlds
You spend part of your time on lesbian island, learning the stories, and traditions, and part of your time in the vast floating asexual cities, training with your eagle so that you can one day become one of the chosen few: the messengers, who carry letters and passengers between islands, jumping the heterosexual blockades. When you enter this select group, youâre assigned the job of collecting reports from spies pretending to heterosexual on straight island, flying in at the dead of night, risking discovery to collect vital intelligence. You fall in love with a pansexual girl whoâs chosen to hide her orientation so she can aid the Resistance. At the climax of the novel, you swoop down from above on your giant eagle to rescue your lady love from a frenzied mob. As straight island burns in the background, you share a chaste kiss and cuddle while discussing the possibility of a mountain-top pansexual outpost.
IT CAME BACK AROUND AND IT GOT BETTER!
WHY DID I HAVE TO FIND THIS POST VIA IO9?! DASH YOU ARE LETTING ME DOWN. EVERYONE I FOLLOW SHOULD BE ALL OVER THIS SHIT.
Guest those who don't know what their sexuality are will just be wandering at the graves and use our dark powers wandering on our phatom horses?
I'm in as long as my horse's color is black holo, just so you know
Oh dear god the crow made me so sad.
Anonymous requested: Gusu trio
I wasted my whole goddamn day for this fucking family getogether for absolutely nothing I'm ajshshdkdh
Heard some important information on Twitter today, and thought Iâd post it here for anyone who may not have heard it. This is actually a thing, devised by human rights organisation called Karma Nirvana.
Reblog to save a life?
Reblog to save a life.
Sharing because itâs actually a verified and sourced thing and not one of those dumbass fake tip posts.
do u ever think about how lan wangji and jiang yanli wouldâve been the softest siblings-in-law who would cook for wei ying together đđ
Wow this hit me hard.
Lan Wangji was a tall man. Only a little taller than her brothers, but the way he stood, the perfectly straight line of his spine and neck, made him seem tall enough to touch the clouds.
Jiang Yanli supposed he had often enough.
Standing beside him made her feel small in a way A-Cheng and A-Xian didnât.  When he wasnât standing behind her with his weight shifted and his hip cocked with a glare that dared the whole world to try to upset her, A-Cheng was leaning forward, body curving in a way that would be looming if not for the gentle look on his face. A-Xian bounced and danced, always bending down to her eye level and twisting to face her like a flower arching toward the sun.
Lan Wangji stood, mountainous, his head only tipping down a fraction, strange gold eyes sifted down to meet hers through long lashes to meet her gaze squarely.
âLotus pork rib soup?â she repeated, tipping her chin up a little higher and considering lifting herself on the balls of her feet so he would not be looking so very far down at her.
âMn. For Wei Ying.â
Jiang Yanli lifted one hand to hide her smile behind her sleeve.Â
Cute. How cute!
âOf course A-Ji, I would be happy to teach you!â Lan Wangji blinked at the endearment, but followed with a biddable âmnâ behind her as she lead the way to the kitchen.
The kitchen was empty. Though they did have cooks for special occasions, Jiang sect had long taken pride in self sufficiency. They cooked their own daily meals and brewed their own tea.  From disciples taking turns in the larger kitchens of the barracks, to the Jiang clan themselves. Jiang Yanli listed off the vegetables they would need to chop as she reached for an apron, then paused and turned back to Lan Wangji as she realized she was getting ahead of herself.
To her surprise, he easily reached for an apron - indisputably A-Xianâs by the embroidered doodle of Wei WuXian holding a steaming pot - and tied it on over his immaculately white robes and headed for the baskets of fresh lotus pods and vegetables.  Jiang Yanli had to press her lips together hard not to laugh, and was surprised to see him select the correct knife and begin to chop them into precise slices.
So she wouldnât be teaching him to cook, only the recipei.
âA-Ji, youâre so skillful, do you cook often?â
âMn. Everyday. For Wei Ying.â
Jiang Yanliâs eyebrows rose. âOh? I thought only servants cooked in Cloud Recesses.â She was sure sheâd heard Wei WuXian grumbling about some rule about leaving to a tradesman his own skill that got him in trouble when heâd tried his hand a carpentry when the Wenâs houses were being built on the outskirts of Caiyi. Or was that heâd gotten banned from the kitchens for burning every delicate Lan mouth with a bit of spice?
 âI like to make him meals. They make him happy.â Lan Wangjiâs voice was even. A simple, irrefutable statement. As had been his unexpected love confession during a visit to Yiling that had begun to clear the darkness from Wei WuXianâs eyes and paved the way for him to leave the Burial Mounds at last.
âMm, food always makes A-Xian happy.â Jiang Yanli craned her neck to look up at him until he turned toward her and held out a bowl of sliced lotus roots. âBut I think you make him happiest of all. Thank you.â
Lan Wangjiâs ears reddened and he ducked his head slightly. âNo thanks needed.â He didnât shuffle in place or clear his throat awkwardly, but managed to convey the same pleased embarrassment she so enjoyed teasing out of her brothers.
âWhat is the next step?â he asked after a minute.
âWell, first-â Jiang Yanli couldnât stop smiling as she taught Lan Wangji how to make Wei WuXianâs favorite soup. As they fell into a rhythm, she began to hum softly, a song her father had always favored when he was in a bright mood. It made her think of good days.Â
To her surprise, a deep voice joined hers, effortlessly taking up an accompanying tune that did not drown her softer, higher pitch, but complimented it. The soft, faint smile on Lan Wangjiâs face was an even greater surprise.
Oh A-Xian! she thought happily, how lucky you are!Â
Jiang Yanli spent the rest of the morning in a kitchen full of sunlight and song and taught her brother-in-law to make all of Wei WuXianâs favorite Yunmeng meals. The pleased look warming that normally jade-still face as he hefted a heavily laden tray filled her heart with affection.
As Lan Wangji headed to the rooms he shared with her brother, intent on waking his husband with breakfast and a heart full of love, Jiang Yanli set her feet toward the ancestor hall. She would offer incense and thanks for such a lovely brother-in-law.
This is so cute please send help
Canât risk it
The duck of creativity. I waited so long for it.
