#rustfurnace

[giltdoom-blog]

“what are you, a gazelle?”

FWB - accepting

‘What? No!’

They honestly couldn’t tell if Bucky was trying to make fun of them or not, but even if he wasn’t, they were on the defensive, standing on their toes and looking a bit more angry than their usual grumpy resting face.

‘Do these look like gazelle antlers to you?’

[niedobitek]

@rustfurnace

people always underestimate the things that they’re willing to do when they’re hungry. they like to forget that starvation is a kind of insanity in itself, a gnawing and unrelenting pain that seems set to devour you from the inside out. it makes you reckless;  bold and fearless in the face of danger so long as you have the promise of food as a reward. magda never thought that she’d want to risk life and limb for a potato. never thought that a ration packet, could be worth sneaking right back into hell either - but there she is, a skeleton daubed in tattered stripes, lingering on the outskirts of the american encampment, and already entertaining delusions of suicidal grandeur in pursuit of edible sustenance.

she doubts max would approve; but it’s her turn to keep them fed - and if she doesn’t tell him, he’ll never be the wiser. well, not unless she gets shot and he has to starve, but it’s a conscious decision to ignore this fact, a mechanism of self-preservation as strong as the twisting ache of hunger within her gut. there’s no place for pessimism in this endeavour. it’s all or nothing and she is determined to succeed.