#tb lightning

[haiskanen]

WHAT. A. GOAL. 🤯 - Mikey Eyssimont scores against the Canadiens.

Lightning vs. Canadiens - 11.7.23

#tampa bay lightning #tb lightning #mikey eyssimont #nhl #hockey #eodm #eodm eyss #baby baby baby #if you healthy scratch him again #i will eat your family tbl #eyss can get it forever and ever and ever

[hockeymusicmore]

#hockey #haydn fleury #connor bedard #nick foligno #dylan cozens #tb lightning #chicago blackhawks #buffalo sabres #nashville predators #filip forsberg #Instagram

[cruentaquevivere]

Too drunk to understand hockey, but I like the odds

#bolts lb #I totally jinxed this didn’t I #lightning lb #nhl 2023 #tampa bay lightning #tblb #tb lightning #hockey #hockeyblr #national hockey league #nhl

[yourdarkfantasy9]

Thanks for the heart attack boys

#tampa bay lightning #tb lightning #bolts #brayden point

[freckles-but-only-ginger-ish]

jon cooper crying about too many men has brought up some feelings for this little ol’ isles fan

too many men? hah okay, asshole. “up to the discretion of the refs” didn’t seem to hurt y’all last year.

#ny isles #ny islanders #jon cooper #tb lightning #scf22

[licoriceismyworld]

*** What happened? Who all is fighting? I love Carlson standing there like, "Nope! Just got back. Not doing that."

#washington capitals #tb lightning #nhl

[dalydose22]

#NHL #Colorado Avalanche #Avalanche #tb lightning #tampa bay lightning #stanley cup playoffs #stanley cup final #stanleycup #stanley cup finals #goavsgo #go avs go

[flamebearrel]

Hello! If requests are still open can you you draw human Basketball (TPOT) plz?

In BFB her jersey would read ABNTT and have 08 as the number instead, for 8-Ball! Then it just automatically switches when she changes teams. I also considered 2763 but obviously that would mean either four digits on one side (cluttered) or split between front and back (unclear)

#id in alt text #doodlebearrel #askbearrel #bfdi fanart #bfdi #battle for dream island #tpot #bfdi basketball #tpot basketball #gijinka #osc requests #I wanna translate the different traits of the contestants like the limbless or flying ones in different ways #like robotic prosthetics fit well with bb but like #for tb he just has a different arm in a sling every season cause of his clumsiness #and lightning and puffball have more like ghost tails than legs

[grotatoes]

THE AUTISM SPECTRUM?!!?

#osc #bfdi #bfb #firey #bomby #woody #tennis ball #tb #gelatin #lightning #grotatoes

[natjennie]

love being shamed for my food choices lmao I'll just not eat I guess.

#'the picky ones' yeah ok cool it's called arfid #but go off #everyone talking about me getting taco bell my healthy sister 'lmao tb has so much salt their website has a warning' #'thats so unhealthy omg it's like a lightning bolt it's horrivle' cool cool cool I'll just get nothing #nbd

[skjeinon]

there was absolutely no reason for the sucker punch at msg. it’s embarrassing to all hockey fans, not even just ranger fans. don’t use it as an excuse to hate the rangers or their fans, especially after people in blue shirts stopped to help him.

i hope everyone who was hurt is okay and well, and i hope they assaulter is charged properly.

#new york rangers #rangers #rangers lb #tampa bay lightning #tb lb #tbl lb #msg #madison square garden

[nanzyn]

I love reddit for sports bc the memes are so fucking funny like my hockey team every time they lose a game someone will post this horrendously cursed image of a blue lightning mcqueen every time without fail like if I miss a game I can scroll thru and if I see it I'm like aw darn. oh well.

or like in the nascar sub anytime something happens to this one driver at least three people will comment with

every time. such a horrible site but I wade thru the radioactive gunk for the goods

#bones talks #I'm saving u the blue tb lightning lmq mostly bc i dont want to see it myself

[hockeymusicmore]

#nhl #tb lightning #Instagram #haydn fleury

[guiltburdened]

"Happy Birthday, James. Today is yours. How are we celebrating?"

@killerqueenwidow

"Thanks, snowflake." Bucky smiled, as he held his cigarette between his metallic fingers. "I legitimately almost forgot. 107 for the 107th Infantry." He snorted, as he gazed at his long time lover. "Let's hope you got a bigger cake this time, with all the candles and shit you guys are gonna put on it all."

"You tell me, Natalia. I'm up for all doing fuck-all today. A night in. I think I've earned it. I don't owe the world a god damn thing anymore. But sometimes...I give a shit. And decide to help, if I feel like it."

The Thunderbolts field leader drummed his hand on the table, his hair trimmed super short and he had a beard, as he beckoned Natasha closer with his fingers to come to him.

#killerqueenwidow #muse: james buchanan barnes #soldier's birthday #v. justice like lightning? who the shit came up with that? (TB era)

[thegnomelord]

PLEASEEEEE UR IDEA WITH MAGE M!READER AND MONSTER!COD MEN I'D LOVE THAT SO FICKING MUCH AND YES I AGREE THERE IS A LACK OF ALL THE VIOLENCE

Pov of how the world sees the reader Vs how TF141 reader :D. I'm in the middle of writing the first chapter of a fic with this idea, but guess who contracted TB like some coal miner 😞, me! So here's a sneak peak for the sort of vibe I'm going for while I'm trying to recover:

P.S: Ya'll are free to suggest/requests with this idea cause!

P.S.S: Check out bluegiragi who came up with this AU and give her some love!

Mages and Monsters

Mages are strange creatures.

In a world so full of monstrous hybrids and mythical creatures, mages sit on the proverbial line separating man from monster, stuck in both worlds without any hope of fitting in either one.

Because outwardly, they're average. No different from the billions of other humans. They're not born with the marks of monsterdom; they don't possess horns or leathery scales to shrug off small caliber bullets like dragons do, nor the claws and bone crushing jaws of werewolves, not feathered wings and razor sharp talons of harpies, nor the wraiths ghostly ability to become immaterial.

Outwardly, they're average. Ordinary. Mundane. Human...

Almost.

Because Price and Ghost are experienced enough to see the thing laying beneath the paper thin veneer of normality, are seasoned enough to quickly notice the one thing that puts an 'in' before a mage's 'human' description — Magic. Not the smoke and mirror kind magicians or charlatans use to swindle tourists out of money, but real magic.

The ancient kind, the capricious kind, slumbering like a beast inside the hollowed out cavern of a heart until it awakens with a terrible bloodlust. Each of them can attest to this; Price sports gnarled patched of scar tissue on the scaleless parts of his arm from ice burns, his draconic breath having saved him from frostbite that had devoured more than a few good men. Though Ghost doesn't show much skin, one can sometimes catch sight of branching fern patterns on his neck where lightning magic had shot through him. Gaz's back is peppered with hundreds of little cuts where a glass mage's summoned elegant ornaments had shattered into millions of shards, aiming to take out his wings.

And now Soap sports a mark of his own, his side tender red and blistered with a second degree burn. It could have been much worse, your flames were hot enough to melt steel, the only thing having kept him from an early cremation being the two solid concrete walls your magic had had to travel through to hit him and the enhanced regeneration of his thick hide.

But such power demands a cost — one paid in blood. For magic is as fickle and capricious as a rabid dog, just as eager to lunge for your throat as it will at the enemies, leaving lasting wounds for all to see; rough and calloused palms, skin blackened from blazing heat and freezing cold or marked with fern patterns of electricity, fingers stiff and marred with cuts from thorns and crystals and rock and glass, bone deep cuts where the liquid mana had burst out from the skin, leaving faintly glowing scars that never heal right.

All mages are born with this grievous gift, though one never knows whether it will present itself with a pitiful flicker of embers in a man's dying breath, or with a maelstrom of an infant's first hiccup. That's why most mages are sealed, by choice or force, a process which puts chains on the magic, making it and the mage docile.

But you are unsealed. And you flaunt that fact readily by melting the tail of their APC helicopter with one spell, not even waiting for them to crash before flooding the terrain with suffocating ash, the lenses of their gas masks already fogging up from the heat as they get out of the cloud of heavy sediment before it bursts to flames.

Sometimes the magic becomes unsatisfied with the weakness of the body, demanding more than just its pound of flesh and molding the body like clay to better suit it— Mage Marks, they're called — the subtle glow of magic in your eyes, the mana visibly pulsing inside your chest, the skin of your arms slipping away like wet paper before growing anew, this time mimicking the surface of magma, or the rocky barnacle encrusted reef, the gnarled bark of a tree, the crystalline inside of a geode, the ice spiked ground of tundra, or any other form that suits the magic in your veins.

The process is excruciating, the mana burrowing and gnawing on every nerve like a parasite that replaces what it eats with itself. But to you, that's an acceptable loss, because marked mages far surpass their unmarked fellows, your magic stronger and wilder, feral and viscous like the primordial force of nature.

So it becomes concerning when you're laying on the floor, captured, battered and bruised and calm.

Ghost had been waterboarding you for a while now, your body tied to a chair that had been tipped back so you were parallel with the ground. With water pooling around your head, your top half would have been soaked to the bone had your magic not been simmering in your veins, the magic suppression momentarily reducing the raging inferno in your chest to a meager flicker of flames.

They can't kill you, but limiting your magic for even a second is death in and of itself.

Your breathing is harsh as Ghost pulls away the cloth over your mouth, asking you a question as steam rises from your skin. Most would give in long before this point, but you just grin, eyes glowing with a burning glow, and make a comment about how good his arse looks from your viewpoint.

You manage only one small note of laughter, pitiful embers sparking at the corners of your lip, before Ghost drops the rag back over your face and begins anew.

Price watches all of this, sharp draconic eyes noting how the mana glows in your chest, pulsing like a second heart (assuming you had one to begin with), noticing how the water turns to steam a little faster when it splashes over your skin.

And Price knows.

You... You are going to be trouble.

#trinkets from the hoard #male reader #cod mw2 #modern warfare #john price #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #gaz mw2 #monster au #mage reader #violence #reader is not a good guy #reader is a feral gremlin #monster 141 au #captain john price #reader x cod mw #x reader #centerpieces of the hoard

[theboxfort]

List of details I've noticed in TPOT 1

Because I miss Pie, Liy, and Stapy. Gonna start AFTER the Cake at Stake

A lot of the focus will be put on Death PACT Again because. That's my favorite team.

Also ran out of space, so all the Exitor stuff after the credits is in the reblog!

Details in the elevator scene (seen above):

The most obvious one is where Two opens the door and it hits Puffball's face

Pie gets pushed into the elevator by the crowd (she's just sitting there)

Alternatively, she might actually be sliding backwards by herself instead of being pushed by the crowd

Coiny is most likely the first object to get into the elevator, as seen here

Fanny started out quite far away from the elevator but then scampered into the elevator. Also her legs barely moved

Pen was just out of the shot and had to haul ass into the elevator

Lightning waited for everyone (aside from Two) to get into the elevator before getting in there himself

Alternatively, an observation by @sweeswawswussy on twitter (a REALLY good one)!

lightning kinda look like hes contemplating to either float down the building with black hole or getting into the lift the face he made when he looks at black hole tho hhh looks like he felt sorry for him

BH didn't get in, because he didn't want to accidentally suck anyone up (which will 100% happen in such a small space), so he went down on his own

The rest of these are set AFTER the team picking scene (under the cut, because it's LONG)

When Two announced the challenge, everyone's standing in teams :]

The painting in the lobby, next to the elevator

During the elevator gets stuck scene with Just Not, while everybody reacted to the alarm, Pillow didn't. When the elevator falls, she's the only one smiling

Remote added a face to her drawing after she finished explaining <:]

PIE HOPPED DOWN FROM THE STAIRS LOOK AT HER GOOOOOOOOOOOO

Are You Okay's scene, yeah, let's go

This is shown in order! TB does not scream at all. GB seems excited at first, but after she got flung back, she's now. Not screaming in excitement. Eraser has the classic BFDI mouth in the first two flings.

COMPUTER ENHANCE THE PILE

80% sure that this is Cloudy's pile, I think that's a painting/drawing of Cloudy? The shape seems to fit him. There's also Balloony and Woody in the background, and maaaaybe Roboty to the bottom right, I'm not too sure.

BACK TO DEATH PACT!!!

In this scene, Fanny's the only member who doesn't seem to be tired! She's not panting, she's up straight (can't really tell if she's sitting or standing), and she's >:C

Remote gets recharged later, that's why she's also up in the second pic

When Just Not made it to the top, Book has the scrunkly old BFDI arm asset (the arm that's waving)

FANNY, SHE'S SMILING EHEHEHEHEH IT'S NOT A DETAIL, I JUST LIKE HER!!! Also Pie opens up her eyes :]

Sorry for the Death PACT Again stuff, I really like them. Here's a shot of them getting thrown by Remote

Remote grabs Trees and tells him to get Black Hole

TINY DEATH PACTERS...

Okay, so I counted all the hits Two got in this scene, and here's a list of what happened:

2 punches from Snowball

1 kick from Eggy

Another smack (1) from Snowball

1 jump/stomp from Marker

2 face slams from Robot Flower

1 slam from Bell

2 zaps from Lightning

1 BODY SLAM from Basketball

1 tray slap from Pillow

1 vomit to the face from Rocky (with Tree holding him)

1 jump kick from Foldy

1 knee strike from Basketball (GO BASKETBALL GO)

At least 10 stomps from Grassy (since we don't know if he kept stomping after the cut)

So in total, Two received 25 hits from these guys. The team that did the most damage is...

The Strongest Team on Earth with 20 hits! 10 from Grassy (the MVP), 3 from Snowball, 2 from Robot Flower, 2 from Basketball, 1 from Bell, 1 from Eggy, and 1 from Foldy!

A tangent here, from this screenshot, we can see that there's 6 floors in the hotel! Each floor is color coded too, red = lobby, orange = 2nd floor, yellow = 3rd floor, green = 4th floor, teal/cyan/blue = 5th floor, and the roof. Is a roof.

Fun fact, Basketball's lab from TPOT 2 is on the 4th floor!

Exitor stuff in the reblogs!!

#osc #battle for dream island #bfdi #bfb #tpot #long post #pink posts #part 2 done and it's in the reblogs hi hi and good night