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  • army bomb metal pin, 30x22mm, $7 / RM20 
  • wings metal pin, 25x25mm, $8 / RM24
  • young forever metal pin, 33x22mm, $9 / RM28

these fanmade metal badges are attached together with a butterfly clutch, they’re soo beautifulTT i honestly don’t think my iphone camera is doing any justice cos the colors are gorgeous and the quality is top notch. the pin is actually layered with real gold, very well made.

if you buy 2 or >2 metal pin badges i will include free stickers and adjust the shipping cost, it will be less ^^ for those who plan to buy >2 metal pin badges, i will also include free photo cards, let me know if you’re interested!

will ship in two days, price already include worldwide standard shipping with tracking number~♡

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Rebel Rental: BenArmie au

Armitage Hux, seventeen and three quarters, stares down at his name badge.

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‘This is what happens when you call the man you were supposed to intern with a bloated, nepotistic, old fool. You end up working at the local video rental place to build ‘character’.’

It shouldn’t be that bad, he’s been a bit of a cinephile since he had inherited that projector and all those reels, from a biological mother he didn’t know he had. He would much rather work at the theatre but they weren’t looking for anyone.

So he was stuck at Rebel Rental staring down at a badge with a nickname no one had dared to call him since he punched Thannisan in the throat a few years back.

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GAS-15 Gary Stading (CA, KIA 25 April 68) on the beach at Chu Lai… Note the Combat Infantry Badge (CIB), as well as the ‘California’ and single stripe on the cap. 

Note from Doc Norman: I was present when this photo was shot. It was taken by the Battalion mail clerk. Can’t remember his name, but he was an oriental guy, heavy into photography… It was colorized by somebody cause the clerk only shot B & W. He [the mail clerk] wanted to be a news photographer when he got back to the world and all they do is B & W. … Doc

Stading was in Company A, 1st Battalion, 6th Infantry Regiment of the 198th Light Infantry Brigade.

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CPT Sarah Cudd from Public Health Command, Fort Knox is only 1 of the 46 candidates who earned the EFMB yesterday at Fort Dix, NJ..27 April 2015. This is her last few seconds of the 12 Mile Foot March. The Foot March is the last event of the Expert Field Medical Badge (EFMB), and must be completed within 3 hours. If you want it, you have to go get it. Watch this video. This EFMB candidate wanted it, and she got it. It took heart, guts, determination, falling down and getting up, and a little motivation from the crowd to get across the finish line. Check this out


This pumps me the fuck up.

silly: in defense of parvati patil (in memory of lavender brown)

The students of Dumbledore’s Army had many badges. A gold coin that called them first to lessons and then to war. Scar tissue that ran across the back of many of their hands. I must not tell lies.

Another: the sound of clacking footsteps on stone sent each and every one of them scattering, even years after. The only people bold enough to walk loudly were not safe.

Parvati went out on the anniversary of not the battle but the day she left Gryffindor Tower for the DA and the Room of Requirement. She bought a pair of heels, their red as loud as the sound they made on hard floors.

Dennis Creevey sent her Muggle sneakers for Christmas and she wore those when she needed to be stealthy (scuffed purple and white peeking out from beneath her robes) but she wore the heels on office days, interrogations, on nights out, because she wanted to be unafraid, because she wanted to be the scariest thing in the room.

Every member of the DA was offered a spot in the Aurors. They considered that last year of occupation to be a sufficient resume. After two weeks of living quietly at home, in peacetime, jumping at noises her parents didn’t even hear, Parvati Patil signed up for basic training with the Aurors.

They taught her charms and curses she had learned from the other end of crueler teachers’ wands. After a seminar on resisting torture, Parvati went up to teacher (a jovial, jowly little man) and handed him the seminar handout she’d been given. She’d scrawled it over with notes and corrections, with advice and torture techniques they hadn’t covered.

Parvati smiled at him, knowing his eyes were seizing over her fine cheekbones, her pretty eyes, her lovely cursive, and then she went and locked herself in a broomcloset and tried to decide if she wanted to laugh or cry. Either way, she wanted to do it so hard that she couldn’t breathe.

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silly: in defense of parvati patil (in memory of lavender brown) - by dirgewithoutmusic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

The students of Dumbledore’s Army had many badges. A gold coin that called them first to lessons and then to war. Scar tissue that ran across the back of many of their hands. I must not tell lies.

Another: the sound of clacking footsteps on stone sent each and every one of them scattering, even years after. The only people bold enough to walk loudly were not safe.

Parvati went out on the anniversary of not the battle but the day she left Gryffindor Tower for the DA and the Room of Requirement. She bought a pair of heels, their red as loud as the sound they made on hard floors.

Dennis Creevey sent her Muggle sneakers for Christmas and she wore those when she needed to be stealthy (scuffed purple and white peeking out from beneath her robes) but she wore the heels on office days, interrogations, on nights out, because she wanted to be unafraid, because she wanted to be the scariest thing in the room.

I forgot that parvati’s sister’s name was padma, to be honest.

The part that stuck with me the most is the bit with Dennis’s photographs

(this is part of the same series as in “defense of hannah abbot” though I’m not sure i like them equally, but this one made me weepy so it’s obviously got some kick to it)

oh and i also liked the line about worrying their house colors would wash right off their robes unless they acted a certain way

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[short fic] [side character centric: parvati patil] [i am vague!]

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Polish Legion in Finland (pol. Legion Polski w Finlandii, fin. Puolan Legioona Suomessa) was a military unit comprising ethnic Poles who had been soldiers of the Russian Imperial Army in World War I. Created on April 24, 1917, in Viipuri, it existed until March 1, 1918. It comprised infantry battalion in Viipuri and infantry company in Ino and heavy artillery battery in Sveaborg. At its peak, the Legion comprised 37 officers, 1,700 soldiers and was commanded by Captain Stanisław Bogusławski.

The Legion, based in Viipuri, as well as other Finnish towns, such as Helsinki, Ina, Lappeenranta, Tampere, Vaasa, Turku, Oulu, Tornio, Hämeenlinna, Kokemäki, Rauma, Panelia (Kiukainen), Riihimäki, Kotka, Mikkeli, Pori and Hanko, was subordinate to the Government of Finland, and took part in fighting with the Red Army troops, capturing a lot of equipment, which was handed to the Finnish Army.

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STARS AND STRIPES - P.O.T.W. - Essie - power clutch

Thought this was appropriate given the recent holiday.

Essie - Power Clutch, Revlon - electric, L’Oreal - creme puffs, O.P.I. - bling dynasty, O.P.I. - i’ll take the cake, O.P.I. - gargantuan green grape - matte, gold caviar beads, star shaped and round gold metal flats.

Visit the P.O.T.W. page for the other designs featuring this polish and more!

anonymous asked:

What are your thoughts about the poem by Charles Bukowski that Harry is quoting? I'm very bad at reading innuendos, so I just take things at face value. Is the gun a metaphor for something else? Or does this person really open fire and then use the last 2 bullets on the girl he made love to? It seems like a very depressing poem to me.

Okay, I want to preface this with the fact that Harry may have a) been referencing the anthology, not just the poem itself, and b) it’s quite possible that he just read that one line and liked it, or a number of other things. Any meanings of the poem are not necessarily something he wanted to press forward.

But the poem itself… (this is really long)

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