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HEY

DO YOU LIKE WEAPONS?

HOW ABOUT WEAPONS SO OP YOUR EYES MELT FROM WHAT-THE-FUCKERY???

WELL THEN BOY HOWDY DO I HAVE A SHOW FOR YOU.

RWBY IS ABOUT FIGHTING AWESOME SHIT WITH AWESOME SHIT.

FIRST CASE IN POINT: RUBY AND CRESCENT ROSE.

NOT ONLY IS THIS SCYTHE LIKE SEVEN FEET LONG AND DEADLY AS FUCK ON ITS OWN, IT’S ALSO A HIGH-IMPACT SNIPER RIFLE:

CAN YOU SAY OVERKILL?

ONTO CULPRIT NUMBER TWO: BLAKE AND THE GAMBOL SHROUD

FIRST OFF, THEY’RE A SWORD AND SHEATH, BUT THEN…

IT’S ALSO A WHIP. THAT IS ALSO A GUN. ALLOWING HER TO DO SHIT LIKE THIS:

WHAT THE FUCK, MAN. THREE WEAPONS IN ONE. HOW DO YOU NOT SHOOT YOURSELF BY ACCIDENT.

NEXT UP: SUN AND NYOI BO

SO IT’S A STAFF. ALRIGHT, COOL. BUT DID YOU KNOW IT EXPLODES?

AND IT DOESN’T STOP THERE, KIDS. THIS MOTHERFUCKER DETACHES AND TURNS INTO WHAT YOU THINK ARE NUNCHUCKS…

AND TECHNICALLY, YES, THEY ARE USED MUCH LIKE NUNCHUCKS, BUT THESE NUNCHUCKS ARE LITERALLY MADE OUT OF GODDAMNED SHOTGUNS. SUN YOU’VE GOT FOUR SHOTGUNS ON A CHAIN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING SIR.

AND NEXT WE HAVE OUR CHARACTER BASED OFF OF THOR, WHO FITTINGLY HAS THE HARDEST HITTER OF THEM ALL: NORA AND MANGHILD

NOT ONLY IS THIS THING A FUCKING GIANT WARHAMMER,

IT TURNS INTO A FUCKING GRENADE LAUNCHER THAT ALSO FUNCTIONS AS A CANNON

IT ALSO SHOOTS WHILE IN HAMMER FORM, GIVING HER THE ABILITY TO DO THIS SHIT:

BLAST HERSELF AT THE GROUND AT DIZZYING FORCE AND SMASH INTO THINGS LIKE A PINK PINWHEEL OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION

AND THOSE ARE JUST THE MOST OVER THE TOP WEAPONS I CAN THINK OF

THERE IS INFINITE MORE AWESOMENESS IN THE SHOW, LIKE A PURSE THAT IS ALSO A GATLING GUN:

I HAVENT EVEN SCRATCHED THE SURFACE WITH THIS POST BUT GO WATCH RWBY ITS FUCKIN GREAT

Talon, watching the former members of Overwatch.*
  • Reaper: What are they talking about?
  • Widowmaker: What?
  • Reaper: I said, what are they talking about?
  • Widowmaker: God damn, I am getting so sick of you asking me that question!
  • Reaper: You’re the one with the sniper rifle, I can’t see shit, so don’t bitch at me because I’m not going to just sit here and play with my dick—
  • Widowmaker: They’re just sitting there, and talking. That’s what they were doing last week. That’s what they were doing when you asked me five minutes ago. So five minutes from now, when you ask me, “what are they doing?”, my answer’s still going to be, they’re still just sitting there, and they’re still just talking!
  • Reaper:
  • Reaper: What are they talking about?
  • Widowmaker: You know what? I fucking hate you.
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“I took this picture because initially I thought it was funny. I was going to send it to my husband to show what our mischievous little three-year-old was up to. However, The moment she told me what she was doing I broke down. She was practicing for a lockdown drill at her preschool and what you should do if you are stuck in a bathroom. At that moment all innocense of what I thought my three-year-old possessed was gone.

Politicians - take a look. This is your child, your children, your grandchildren, your great grand children and future generations to come. They will live their lives and grow up in this world based on your decisions. They are barely 3 and they will hide in bathroom stalls standing on top of toilet seats. I do not know what will be harder for them? Trying to remain quiet for an extended amount of time or trying to keep their balance without letting a foot slip below the stall door?

I am not pretending to have all the answers or even a shred of them, but unless you want your children standing on top of a toilet, we need to do something! Please share.”

– Stacey Wehrman Feeley

In a far off Galaxy next door...
  • Shepard: Garrus, have you ever thought, fuck all this?
  • Garrus: Well, after being shot at, having a rocket launched at my face, after all the wanton death and destruction, I would have to say, that yes I have thought about it. A lot.
  • Shepard: Have I got news for you! I have been dicking around with EDI and we found this thing called the Andromeda Initiative, they are recruiting. Launching into the next door galaxy, like tomorrow. What do you say?
  • Garrus: Can I bring my rifle?
  • Shepard: Yes.
  • Garrus: Then Fuck Yes!
  • **************************************************************
  • 600 Years Later
  • **************************************************************
  • Ryder: Look at this glorious new galaxy! All of the world on a plate! And look at this fantastic crew I've gathered!
  • Shepard: Hello fellow kids! We are here to help!
  • Ryder: Why are you wearing a balaclava?!
  • Shepard: Rare skin condition...
  • Ryder: And why is your turian wearing a comedy moustache?!
  • Garrus: Sir, I take offence, my facial hair is fabulous thank you very much! Now point us to your sexiest wenches!
  • Ryder: You're fake eyebrow just fell of...
  • Garrus: Fuck...
  • Shepard: We should go!

Girl with a wolf mask.
girl who bites back.
girl with teeth, with claws,
girl with blood on her mouth.

he thinks he can catch her.
thinks he can hunt her down, rifle at the ready, point aim fire point aim fire point aim fire and
he misses.

but there comes a point when even god gets tired. even monsters need sleep. even wolves let their guard down.

girl with a doll face.
girl with no bite.
girl with shiny teeth, with painted nails,
girl with a lipstick mouth.

she looks in the mirror
says
“this is what he’s done to me,”

girl learns how to fight with bare hands. learns how to tear skin from bone.


new wolf mask
new claws
new teeth
girl never sleeps again.

—  red riding hood wasn’t looking for anyone to save her– lily rain

A series of drabbles revolving around the girls finding a child, alone and scared, in a wrecked building after a battle. Currently listening to the Finding Nemo theme.

Ana - She moves closer to the sound she heard, her finger on the trigger. She sees some movement in a corner. A little girl peeks out of the shadows. Ana blinks a few times before lowering her rifle. She can see the child trembling from across the room. A warm smile crosses her face as she kneels on the ground, slowly extending her hand. “It’s alright, habibti. I’m not going to hurt you.” The girl slowly walks out and reaches a hand towards her. As soon as Ana grips her hand, the girl collapses into her arms. Ana instinctively hugs the girl close. “Satakun bakhir.”, she says softly as she picks the girl up. Wiping her tears away, she starts to walk out of the room. “Come on. Let’s go find your mother.”

D.va - Hana stopped at the door of the building. The sensors on her mech indicated somebody was inside. Then, she saw movement in a window. She quickly ejected from her mech and started inside, heading to the room. At first, she couldn’t see anything, but as her eyes adjusted, she saw a little girl huddled under a bed. She quickly realized that she still had her pistol drawn and immediately lowered it. “H-hey, are you ok?” The girl slowly crawled out from under the bed and stood up. Hana noticed she was clenching a raggedy old stuffed bunny. She smiled. “Don’t worry, kid. It’s ok now.” The girl walked up to her and blinked. “D-d-va?” Hana giggled. “Yeah, heh. The one and only.” She gently took the girl’s hand. “Come on. Let’s get you home.” As the went outside, she looked down at the girl. “How’d you like to ride in my mech with me?” The girl gave her a toothy smile and nodded. “Then, I’ll get you a new bunny. How’s that?” They shared a warm hug for a few moments before getting into her mech.

Mei - As she walked into the building, Mei had seen something. A shadow darted into a room. “Who’s there?” She made her way into the room with Snowball hovering behind her. She saw a figure behind some curtains. “Hello?” A small boy peeked out from behind his hiding place. Mei lowered her blaster. “Hello there.” She said softly. “A-are you lost?” The boy nodded. Mei knelt on the ground and extended her hands. “Don’t worry, little friend. I’ll help you get home.” The boy inched towards her. Mei wrapped him in a warm hug. She felt him snuggle against her parka. “Méiguānxì.You’re safe with me.” He looked up at her smiling face. He smiled back as Snowball hovered around them. Mei giggled. “He likes you.” She takes his hand. “Come on. I’ll take you home.”

Mercy - Angela cautiously walks through the building. Her staff softly glowing. She hears a thud in the room up ahead. She draws her pistol and enters. She hears another thud coming from the closet. She pulls the door open and a little boy falls out. He quickly gets to his feet and backs against the wall. Angela lets out a gasp as she staggers back in shock. “Mein Gott.” She stares for a moment before noticing the boy is shaking like a leaf. She immediately lowers her pistol. She activates her staff to give some more light in the room. She gently puts a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Zere, zere now. It’s alright, liebling. You’re safe now.” The boy hugs her tight. She holds them close instinctively. “Shh. It’s ok, schatz.” She whispers. After the boy has calmed down somewhat, she cleans the dirt and grime off their face. She smiles. “Much better.” She takes their hand. “Now. Let’s go find your parents, ja?” The boy smiles and squeezes her hand tight.

Pharah - Fareeha lands outside the building with a loud roar from her rockets. She starts inside, scanning all around. Her helmet beeps as she passes a room. She pauses and stands in the doorway. She notices a little girl hiding in a corner. As Fareeha slowly walks in, the girl yelped and stood still as a statue. Fareeha then realized that she must look terrifying in her Raptorian suit. She quickly set her rocket launcher down and slowly removed her helmet. She knelt on the ground. “Don’t be afraid, little one. I’m not going to hurt you.” The girl slowly walked up to her and reached out, running her fingers along her visor. Fareeha giggled. “You like it?” The girl looked up and smiled softly. Fareeha gently hugged the girl. “It’s alright now. I’m going to get you home.” She felt the girl hug her tighter. As she stood up, the girl took her helmet and tried it on. Fareeha giggled as it covered her whole face. “A little too big, I’m afraid.” She took her helmet and put it back on her head, hauled her launcher over her shoulder and picked up the girl. Stepping outside, she activated her rockets and slowly lifted off. She smiled at the girl as she hugged her. “Ready to go?” The girl nodded.

Sombra - Having hacked into what remained of the buildings security system, Sombra slowly walked through the hallway. She noticed a shadow in front of her bolt across into a room. She rushed into the room, her gun drawn as she scanned around. “Salga!”, she yelled. She then saw a small pair of eyes peek from behind a desk. She immediately lowered her gun. “What the-” She stared at the boy for a moment. The boy slowly stepped out and raised his hands. Sombra took a step back. “Hey, it’s alright pequeño. I’m not gonna shoot you…yet.” She realized her joke hadn’t worked as the boy started to cry. “Whoa, relax, chico. I was joking.” She slowly walked towards him and knelt down. She gently wiped the boy’s tears away before poking his nose. “Boop.” She giggled, relived that the boy smiled back. “I’d never hurt you niño.” She was surprised when the boy practically jumped into her arms, and even more surprised when she hugged him back. As they separated, the boy reached up and poked her nose. She giggled. “Come on. Let’s get you outta here.”

Symmetra - Using a construct to light her way through the building, Satya heard what sounded like footsteps down the hallway. Her hand tightened around her photon gun as she entered a room. In the soft blue glow, she noticed a small figure huddled under a chair. “Who’s there? Show yourself.” As a little girl slowly crawled from under it, she let out a sigh. “Just a child.”, she said to herself. Her first instinct was to reprimand her for being so careless and putting herself in danger, but her expression slightly softened when as she could easily see how frightened she was. She lowered her gun and held out her hand. “It’s alight.” The girl reached out, her small hand fitting into Satya’s easily. She pulled her slowly towards her. The girl jumped into her arms, taking her completely off guard. She felt her arms instinctively wrap around her. “There, there, little one. You’re safe now.” They separated and the girl slowly reached up and touched her visor, smiling. Satya smiled back, feeling a warmth in her heart that she hasn’t felt in years. She stood up and walked over to a spacious part of the room and set down a teleporter. Walking back to the girl, she took her hand and activated the teleporter with her other. She smiled down at the girl. “Come child. Let’s get you home.” She felt the girl squeeze her hand as they approached the glowing mass of light.

Tracer - Lena blinked into the room. She swore she heard somebody moving around. She heard muffled sounds from a closet and threw open the door. “Hah, gotcha.” She was surprised to find a little girl staring petrified up at her. “Bloody ‘ell? What'r ya doin’ ‘ere, love?” The girl recoiled as she knelt down. “Hey, it’s a'right. I ain’t gonna 'urt 'cha.” She lifted her goggles and smiled. The girl slowly reached out and touched her accelerator. Lena smiled and hugged her. “I got ya, love. Yer a'right now.” The girl smiled up at her. Lena giggled and patted her cheek. “Don’t worry love, I’ll get ya back to yer mum 'n dad in no time.” The girl hugged her hard as Lena prepared to blink. “Aww, It’s nothin’ ta be afraid of, love.” Lena hugged her back. “Jus’ 'old on, a'right.” The girl nodded. Lena pulled her back into a hug as the room flashed around them.

Widowmaker - Amelie spun around, hearing running coming from a room down the hall. She raised her rifle and scanned around. She smirked as she crept down the hall. “Zere you are.” She slowly opened the door and entered the room. Before she could take a shot, her target stepped out from behind a bookshelf, their hands raised. It was a little boy. In the dim light, it took Amelie a few moments to notice who it was and also notice that he had tears running down his cheeks. She blinked. “Quoi?” She lowered her rifle slowly. The boy closed his eyes. Amelie realized he was waiting for her to kill him. Her lips parted as she took in a breath. “Chéri”, she whispered. The boy opened his eyes to see her kneeling in front of him, her rifle on the floor at her side. He looked up at her and saw her expression had shockingly softened. She reached out and gently touched his cheek. “I’m not going to 'urt you.” The boy staggered to her and collapsed against her. She could feel his tears on her shoulder. Her chest tingled. Something like static as she couldn’t stop her arms from cradling the boy. She held him for what seemed like hours. When she separated, Amelie gently touched the boy’s cheek. “C'est va, ma chéri.” She couldn’t believe that she was smiling. The boy smiled back, hugging her again. There was that static in her chest again. Amelie stood up and took the boy’s hand as she slung her rifle over her shoulder. “Let’s get you 'ome.” Needless to say, the boy’s parents were more than shocked to see not only that their son wasn’t dead, but brought home to them by Talon’s top assassin. After a tearful reunion, the boy’s mother nearly collapsed as she hugged the Frenchwoman. Putting a firm hand on Amelie’s shoulder, she sobbed. “T-thank you. You…you could’ve killed him, you know.” Amelie swallowed hard. The mother smiled and put a hand on her chest over her heart. “But you didn’t. That’s why this is still beating.” All Amelie could do was nod and whisper a soft “Merci.” After the family went inside, she turned and walked away, wiping a few tears from her eyes. She shook her head and gently smiled up at the sky. “I definitely won’t be reporting zis to Gabriel.”

Zarya - As Aleks easily kicked the door down, she noticed something scurry under table. “Hey. ”, she bellowed. “Who’s zere.” She took a few steps back as a little boy inched out from his hiding place. He was barely up to her knee as he stood staring up at her, his mouth open as he backed away, trembling. It took a few moments for Aleks to notice that she had her gun pointed right at him. “Der'mo”, she thought. She quickly set her gun down with a thud. She knelt on the ground and tried to make herself seem as non-threatening as possible, which was easier said than done. “Hey, keed.” Her tone was gentle and she even surprised herself. “It’s ok, malyutka.” She held out a hand. “Zarya’s not going to hurt you.” The boy stepped toward her. He touched her arm as he looked up at her in awe. Aleks smiled and lifted him off the ground. She was relieved to hear him giggle. As she put him down, he jumped into her arms, and hugged her…well, as much of her as he could, his arms barely fit around her neck. Aleks, hugged him back, being very cautious not to hurt him. Years of war had almost made her forget just how beautiful the world could be, and moments like this proved it. She smiled down at the boy. He reached up and ran his fingers along her scar. Aleks took his hand and giggled. She picked him up with one hand and easily flipped him onto her back. Picking up her gun, she started out the door. “Come on, keed. Let’s go home, Da?” The boy giggled. Aleks let out a loud laugh.

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:oooooo nice nice! 

Basket Case

Prompt/Summary: This is fic number 7 for @mrs-squirrel-chester‘s album challenge.    Angst, all of the angst

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Angst, I’m sorry

Word Count: 916

Author’s Note:  Had to back track a little because this one was hard to write.

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The second amendment can eat my entire ass, fuck it, I’m not even trying to be diplomatic about it - take everyone’s guns and make gun ownership federally regulated. You can apply for a gun, a weak ass tiny pistol, and after extensive back ground checks, psychological evaluations, and training then you can get your weak ass pistol to defend yourself from potential intruders. If you’re a hunter then you can rent a rifle the way you’d rent a car. The amount of people that have been saved by a gun vs the amount of people that have died as a result of gun violence isn’t even close and I genuinely could not give less of a shit about the fact it’s an “heirloom” or part of someone’s culture, literally don’t care, your need to have a gun does not come before other people’s need to live. Also, the whole threat made by gun owners that they’ll shoot anyone who tries to take their guns…. Bitch, I wish you would because the less of you there are the safer I feel.

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