#Against The Grave

[cloudabserk]

if you feed naruto. then he’ll know you love him

#naruto #naruto uzumaki #sasuke uchiha #sns #iruka buying him food as his first peace offering. sasuke offering his own food to naruto against orders. naruto’s favorite thing in the #world being ramen. his mothers advice from beyond the grave being food based #not to mention him eating the letter from iruka on turtle island… shocked he didn’t eat his childhood photo of sasuke #and at several points characters have to feed naruto by hand. oh also him and sasuke racing to see who can eat more dinner hee hee

[acheronist]

beechey island graves represented in art / early photography /conservation reference compilation post that no one on earth cares about except for me. ok 🖤 yay 🤍

( sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6)

#📜 #really really fascinated by the drawings. first of all. but also the fact that they were originally black and faded to white over time #painting the grave markers black so they would stay legible against the landscape. say what you will but those sailors loved each other

[cherbearsz]

it’s as nicki minaj foretold… he is the alpha the omega everything in between @fernsnailz

VOTE OMEGA IN THE TEAM DARK POLL AND SPARE YOURSELF IN THE IMMINENT ROBOT APOCALYPSE

#rouge may commit voter fraud but she is nothing against a walking talking atom bomb #i wanna animate omega default dancing on rouge n shadows graves but i dont have time</3 so take this #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #e 123 omega #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #team dark #teamdarkfest #OMEGA SWEEEEEP #cher doodles

[ironyscleverer]

Lockwood reread commentary pt. 2:

Now that I’m closer to Kipps’ age than Lucy’s, I find the idea of him at 20-22ish having to babysit manage a team of roughly 15-17 year olds kind of hilarious. He’s really just a young adult trying to figure out his life and then there’s this team of grimy children pulling insane stunts and roasting him at every turn. But at the same time he’s the closest thing to an adult they’ll trust and they’re also his only friends so he has to stick around and try to keep them alive.

Lockwood & co: *does something outrageously illegal*

Quill Kipps, old enough to have a consciousness: this is fine

#also his rivalry with lockwood??? #man held a grudge against a 12 year old #idk I love book!quill #he’s MY harried petty young adult #anthony lockwood #george cubbins #george karim #lockwood and co #lucy carlyle #quill kipps #holly munro #bring back lockwood and co #renew lockwood and co #the hollow boy #the creeping shadow #the empty grave #flo bones

[feything-n-frothing]

when it’s the scary bone cultist’s turn to say prayers…!

#the locked tomb #tlt #tumblr quotes posting #Harrowhark #Everyone is waiting to see these ancient and secluded practices!! #surely such a dedicated + talented young necromancer wouldn’t commit grave acts against Jod. ;) #ah yes the tomb. The stone that will never and has never been rolled away… that one

[s0fter-sin]

punk!soap metalhead!ghost brain blast!!!

ghost trying so hard to get soap out of the bad parts of the scene bc he's starting to get pulled in by the shadows, a group of wannabe anarchists that stand for nothing except themselves, but soap loses his shit; laying into ghost for daring to try and "save" him

no one's ever been there for him when he needed them; no one ever offered him support or a soft place to land, why the hell would he want ghost's help when he's perfectly fine on his own? (when he’s always had to be?)

"you think i can't make my own decisions? well fuck you, ghost, who needs a washed up piece o’ shite like you!"

he doesn’t talk to ghost for days, doesn’t let himself acknowledge the hole he’s left behind until he's getting pissed with the shadows one night in an abandoned house and graves starts waving around the gun he snuck through customs and it accidentally goes off, grazing soap's temple

he's never heard anything so loud, even at all the shows he’s attended and there’s so much blood; it's getting in his eyes, running down his neck and soaking into his clothes and he’s frozen. graves and all his shadows bolt after hearing the gunshot, worried about cops finding them and they leave him there; staring at the growing puddle at his feet

soap's panicking; half-blind, blistering pain lighting up his head and he can't think about anything beyond how much he wants ghost

ghost's been sulking at his flat since soap blew him off; pissed at soap for going off on him when he just wants to help but still worried about the punk. he doesn’t want him going down the same road as him; doesn’t want him to repeat his mistakes when he could save himself so much suffering and he almost doesn't answer his phone when it buzzes on the couch

he lets out a ragged sigh as he picks it up; raking a hand over his shaved head when he sees the bubble emoji and contemplates letting it ring out. contemplates answering with a growl; something a younger, crueler version of him would spit. in the end, he decides on silence and puts the phone to his ear just before it can stop ringing

he almost breaks it when he hears soap choke out, "i've been shot."

he's out the door in a heartbeat, running down the stairs because the lift is too slow; trying to get more information out of him but he can't get anything out beyond a repeated, "i've been shot."

he breaks every law there is as he speeds to soap's location; visions of his cold, bloodless corpse staining his mind's eye. the only thing keeping him calm are the strangled breaths from the other end of the line; he's not dead, he can work with not dead, this isn't tommy, soap won't end up like tommy-

ghost screeches to a halt outside a random alley and throws himself from the car when he sees soap collapsed against a garbage bin. he's covered in blood, soaked, just like that night, it's everywhere and he's not moving, he's not moving-

“johnny!”

he skids to his knees and fits his hand under his chin to check his pulse… but his heart beats strong under his fingertips and soap's eyes flutter open; flooded with blood but conscious and alive

the second he registers ghost in front of him, he’s reaching out for him; babbling apologies over and over, "you were right, i'm sorry ghost, i should've listened; i'm sorry, i'm so sorry."

ghost just gently hushes him, cupping his face heedless of the blood. "that doesn't matter now, johnny. we're gonna get you all fixed up, yeah?"

soap’s hands fist in his shirt, clinging to him. "i got shot, ghost," he says again; lost and smaller than he's ever heard from his punk and it's been years since he's felt this kind of rage but he doesn't let a drop of it touch his voice

“i know, lad. i know. gonna let me take a look at it? make it right?"

soap finally nods, his stuttering apologies coming to a halt and ghost runs back to his car to get a towel. he presses it to soap's skin, trying to soak up as much as he can so he can get a proper look; cooing assurances as soap absently hisses in pain the closer he gets to it

it's only a graze and something in his chest unravels; old fears and grief settling as the shallow wound continues to gush into the towel

ghost slumps, pressing his forehead into the top of soap's head and takes a second to just breathe. “‘s’alright, johnny; it’s not even that bad, not even that bad,” he promises, low; spoken more to himself than soap

his hand starts to grow damp and he forces himself to his feet, gathering up soap and getting him into his car. he puts the towel in his hand and presses it against the wound, trying to coax him through his shock to put pressure on it so he can drive

soap curls up in the passenger seat; eyes distant, seeing nothing and ghost has to tighten his grip on the steering wheel so he doesn't turn around

soap is the priority

he has to get him home; has to get him cleaned up and safe

then he can go hunting for the gutless shadow that hurt his punk

#this was just me wanting to give soap his post mw3 head scar ngl #tw implied past suicide #god if soap gets real mean with it. 'you dont give a shite about me! this is just you trying to save your stupid brother! #well guess what ghost?! hes fucking dead and smothering me aint gonna bring him back!’ #and its the only thing he couldve said that would make ghost let him walk out the door #ghosts been here before. he knows how impossible it is to help someone that doesnt want to be helped but he cant let soap go #he cant go down that road again. cant let it be just to walk into soaps flat one day and find him in a bloodsoaked bathtub #when soap comes out of his shock he finds ghost slowly and methodically cleaning his leather jacket #hes trying hard to remain calm and clearheaded #trying not to fall back into old habits #but theres a reason hes called ghost #bc the second he stops looking after soap is the second he storms out to find graves and wring his neck #soap pushes back so hard against ghost trying to help him bc in his head being ‘saved’ or ‘better’ means being changed #bc the only help hes ever experienced has been conditional. ‘we will help you if you go to college. if you stop art. #if you change your entire being’ #he cant process that ghost wants him the exact way that he is bc no one ever has #coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt #we’re a team. ghost team #soapghost #ghostsoap #ghoap #soap cod #john soap mactavish #ghost cod #simon ghost riley

[torsamors]

Fall Out Boy + Gold (fob + blue)

Songs: Saturday, Homesick at Space Camp, Sending Postcards from a Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here), Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches and Walkers, This ain’t a Scene it’s a Goddamn Arms Race, Golden, W.A.M.S., Rat a Tat, Centuries, The Last of the Real Ones + Genius annotation on The Kintsugi Kid (Ten Years)

Art + artists: Mark Rothko - Untitled, Max Kurzweil - Lady in Gold, Van Gogh - The Mulberry Tree, Canegallo Sexto - The Meeting, XuanWei Su - In Love, Zhiyong Jing - Untitled, Emily Kame Kngwarreye - Ceremony, Richard R. Powell

#fall out boy #pete if you see this: please release the moon and sun shirts they are so cute…. #take this to your grave #infinity on high #folie a deux #from under the cork tree #mania #so much (for) stardust #pete wentz #patrick stump #parallels #** #i went back and forth on if i should include the title for shipped gold but decided against it to just do lyrics #love how rven tho stardust doesnt have a ‘gold’ lyric theres still. gold. yknow? #they almost didnt put kintsugi kid on the album but im SO glad they did its probably my fav

[cavalierzee]

Zionist Demons Murdering Palestinian Angel's

Israel’s Target Bank:

Children

Women

Elderly

Hospitals

Schools

Mosques

Churches

UN Staff

UNRWA Staff and Buildings

Paramedics & Ambulances

Doctor’s and Nurse’s

The innocent kids were killed while asleep last night in an Israeli airstrike on Nusseirat refugee camp.

#photography #gaza #palestinians #free palestine #palestine #islamophobia #islam #israel #anti zionisim #zionistterror #zionazis #zionistcensorship #zionsim is terrorism #iof terrorism #iof war crimes #fuck the iof #idf terrorists #mass graves #genocide #al shifa hospital #khan younis #rafah #all eyes on rafah #save rafah #free rafah #palestinian liberation #shame on israel #war crimes #war criminals #crimes against humanity

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

if people were fundamentally good, we would not need Christ

#- HK #if people were fundamentally good it would be possible for someone to die without ever having sinned #and that person would have been born outside of original sin #and that person could have gone to heaven without being covered by the blood of Christ #'no all people will sin before they die' then what is the point of saying we're fundamentally good? what does it even mean? #if each of us is inevitably guilty of cosmic treason against God then none of us is fundamentally good #if you can look at YOURSELF and conclude 'I am fundamentally good' you are gravely delulu #I'm serious. you are not using God's measuring stick you are using one you fashioned yourself in your sin #remember that the root of 'good' is 'God'. you claim that you are fundamentally godly. holy. I wonder what God thinks of that. #when He says even your righteous deeds are as filthy menstrual (ritually unclean) rags #Christianity #x

[looseinthecatroom]

“A Waste of Shame”, 2005:

(If I had a nickel for every time Sturridge played Shakespeare’s mischievous hot twink muse ect ect.)

Not pictured here; This same shot 0.5 second later, when those pants are just totally gone, so as to not get this post flagged by the hellsite. >3>

#tom sturridge #rupert graves #a waste of shame #the sandman #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dreamling #dream/hob gadling #a waste of shame: the mystery of shakespere and his sonets #tagging both hob and dreamling in this given how completely in love the fandom is with jealous Hob holding a grudge against Shakespere >.>

[ivymarquis]

The B.A.G. Coalition

Did I use one of my work breaks on my 14hr shift to write this? Yes, yes I did. I also took time out of my day to make sure my introduction to the COD MWII fandom was a crack!fic despite promising angst with Ghost and simping from Price. Both of which are still coming.

Tags; platonic 141 + Reader, crack fic, drinking, weaponization of barrack bunnies, dunking on Graves.

I don’t know how the military works and I don’t care to learn.

You try really, really hard to not fixate too much on the whole being a woman in the boy’s club thing because you’ll drive yourself insane if you do.

You’re good at your job, you’re not getting preferential treatment, and all is right in the world. Your team was cautious, gauging your capabilities but ultimately warming up to you and welcoming you into the fold.

A mission planned with 141 and Shadow company means that Graves is a tolerated interloper into the group.

Everyone is settled into a booth in the corner of a pub near base, a few drinks in as the night wears on. You are finally feeling settled in and like your feet are firmly underneath you and you’re no longer treading water, watching your back as the other 141 assess you.

And it’s the exact moment when Graves asks “Are you seeing anybody?” that you realize you’ve girlbossed entirely too close to the fucking sun.

The table’s reaction is immediate. Your “I beg your pardon?” is muffled by Ghost’s “Sod off, Graves,” Soap’s “She’s been fucking drinking” and Gaz shooting him a look while Price clears his throat with a pointed “Commander?”

Good to know your team has your back because what the fuck.

“Not like that,” you’re not entirely certain if he’s back peddling or being genuine, “I don’t know what it is but none of the women around this base date. It’s like pulling teeth.”

“Really?” Gaz asks. “I haven’t been having any issues.”

Your eyebrow arches, reaching for your drink as you realize there’s not enough alcohol in the world for this conversation. “Yeah no ever since the B.A.G. Coalition was formed, you’re gonna have to download Tinder or something, Commander” You speak without thinking, a look of horror dawning on you that the alcohol has loosened your lips a little too much. Well, shit.

“The what?” Graves asks incredulously.

You panic, reflex having you turn towards Price. “Please get me out of here,” you plead with him.

“Oh no can do, Sergeant.”

You cling to your glass like a buoy. “I’ve said too much,” you whisper.

“What the hell is the B.A.G. Coalition?” Graves asks again.

Taking a long draught of your drink, you steel yourself for both this conversation and the potential wrath of the bunnies now the open secret was out.

“Have you… noticed how the barrack bunnies don’t have anything to do with you?”

His eyebrows draw together. “Guess I never bothered to worry about it. Not like they’re hard to find,”

That last sentence had some teeth to it that you did not appreciate. Especially coming from a man who’s managed to piss off an entire base of them. “Hey now, I love the bunnies, you gotta be nice to them,” you admonish before remembering yourself and quickly adding a “Sir”.

The alcohol has your mind drifting away from the question at hand and going slightly to the left- still focused on the bunnies, but no longer directly leading to the coalition.

“They do important work and make my life easier when some guy is being obnoxious and won’t leave me alone,” you elaborate. “Also most of them are really nice and I don’t blame them for having a type and staying focused on it. I admire the commitment and tenacity.”

“Wait who was bothering you?” Price would hone in on that part.

“No one anymore, after I weaponized one of the bunnies and pointed her in his direction.”

“You…. Weaponized a barrack bunny?” Soap sounded out the idea, clearly having some image of a tactical assault bunny in mind.

“Yes I did. It was absolutely incredible. Poor guy never saw her coming- it was like watching a lioness take down a wounded gazelle.”

“A bunny battalion,” Gaz sighs into his drink, his pupils damn near in the shape of hearts at whatever image his brain was conjuring.

“What the fuck do barrack bunnies have to do with this coalition you’re talking about,” Graves tries to redirect the question.

Shit. Right.

Like, you get why he’s confused. From his perspective at least. Tall, blonde, conventionally attractive with a southern drawl most girls would go gaga over, not to mention the commander of Shadow Company. He should be having women chase him from all over. And here he was with no bitches and getting zero play.

And yet none of those attributes were actually indicative of him like… being a good person. Graves soured you like 3 day old sweet tea. There was something both saccharine and bitter about him all wrapped together even if you didn’t know for sure what the problem was.

“You did something to piss off the bunnies. I don’t know what and frankly I'm afraid to ask. Like, I thought maybe some supreme pick me bunny would rise from the ranks and make her move anyway but they have made a united front. It is both impressive and terrifying,” you’ve got just enough alcohol in your system that fuck it, let’s tell a superior officer a little something about himself that he clearly doesn’t know. “And the rest of us noticed. So it slowed the not-bunnies rolls too.”

There’s a beat of silence before the lightbulb clicks in Ghost’s head and he is busting out laughing. You don’t think you’ve heard him ever make that much noise even when he’s grousing out orders.

Gaz is the next one for the lightbulb to go off, verbalizing what B.A.G. stood for to a stupified Commander (and equally stunned Soap and Price).

“It’s Bunnies Against Graves!”

#141 x reader #task force 141 #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #cod mwii #my writing #crack!fic #kyle gaz garrick #john price #john soap mactavish #it will never not be funny to me that graves is reviled by the fandom community for betraying 141 #the war crimes are not a big deal but YOU DONT GO AGAINST THE BOYS D< #phillip graves

[sealrock]

sweet sixteen.

#.... this wasn't supposed to be so moody but :] #my birthday last month inspired this set: the light party when they were 16 at various times #paris sold their soul to screwtape (their voidsent avatar) when they were 16 #evander spent his 16th nameday alone in the children's ward of frondale's phrontistery due to his illness #achille at 16 was getting involved with a band of criminals and defending himself against bigots because he was an angry and confused kid #patroclus' 16th nameday was spent at his parents' grave after he ran away from a party his grandfather hosted. priam was furious #q. #blood cw #mygposes. #ffxivsnaps #gposers #ffxiv gpose #ffxiv oc #hyur

[martyrbat]

the batman's grave #3

[ID: Bruce Wayne in his Batman costume but without the cowl. He's sitting in front of the Bat-computer which is off panel and is holding a tea cup that Alfred just gave him. Alfred asks, “Are you using evil computer skills to commit financial crimes against dark capitalism, Master Bruce?” Bruce smirks slightly and says yes and Alfred bursts into a large smile. He tells the billionaire, “There's hope for you yet.” END ID]

#get you a man thatll use evil computer skills to commit financial crimes against dark capitalism 💞💞 #this comic is absolute dogshit ngl but theres a few moments that made me laugh #anyways a reminder my bruce wayne is a man that funds several different good causes donates regularly and works at wayne foundations to #help victims & past convicts. had a man literally try to kill him with a knife then they sit criss cross the floor & talk & Bruce helps him #like bruces greatest strength and deadliest weakness is just his compassion for people (rather they deserve it or not) #<- deleted such a big rant but im leaving those tags because bruce 💞💞💞 #c: the batman's grave | i: 3 #crypt's panels #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth

[funnyscienceman]

ok listen i know i said 'theyre the exact same picture' one time but they're actually not, they're really fucking not. for one thing, graves wouldn't leave TF to get screwed over by rich people—

#shitpost #jayvik #tfgraves #no but fr aside from the other obvious shit #if we're talking social dynamics and stuff at this point #there's no way graves isn't aware of how the river folk are treated by basically everybody else #jayce on the other hand #HMMMMM #im not pitting these two pairings against each other btw im just clarifying a silly from how-many-months ago #that came back to me suddenly #i love both but also i love one more than the other #twisted fate #malcolm graves #jayce talis #viktor arcane

[taviamoth]

🚨 A new mass grave has been found at Al-Shifa Medical Complex where dozens of bodies where buried by the criminal occupation.

The journalist explains how the body seen in the video belongs to a patient with a cast still present.

Hundreds of bodies have been retrieved from the Hospital and its surroundings since the withdrawal of the IOF last month.

Similar scenes have recently been repeated at Al-Nasser Hospital as well during the ongoing genocide war.

#tw death #tw dead body #palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #jerusalem #israel #tel aviv #gaza strip #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #joe biden #benjamin netanyahu #eurovision 2024 #gaza genocide #palestinian genocide #news #breaking news #palestine news #important #social justice #war crimes #crimes against humanity #mass graves #war on hospitals #al shifa hospital #al nasser hospital

[thisisntreaver]

Hi don't mind me just once again thinking about Rose and how seemingly no one other than Sparrow ad those closest to them know shes dead. Like Lucien mudered her, and clearly had it covered up because theres not even a mention of how someone was murdered in the castle that same night he disappeared?? Not even in fairfax where I woul argue that it definitely should because you're telling me all of Luciens staff were just chill with covering up a little girls death? That they didn't spread it like wildfire amoung the nobility?? Like he killed her and she doesn't even have a grave, theres literally no place for Sparrow to visit other than the bee hives that used to be their shack. Rose is just dead, erased, and theres never really any closure about it for Sparrow, they're just forced to live with the fact that they saw their only family shot in front of them.

#fable #fable 2 #sparrow #fable rose #SORRY I'M SAD #imagine not having a grave you can visit or something along those lines? #imagine being Sparrow who's been forced to push this down and not think about it just to have Banshees use your sister as a pawn against you #thats horrific #and then if you pick family all you get is a LETTER??? #she goes to fucking SCYTHE??? #thats so rude to me personally