good for under armour

one of my cats has figured out that if she hides under cars she can stealthily watch mice and catch them more easily. she’s also discovered that cars make good armour to hide under if other cats around. she’s using cars like big turtle shells

I learned that tonight because lately whenever she gets out she hides under cars and takes a LOT of coaxing and outsmarting to bring in.

I thought she was afraid of another cat that was staring her down. but I shooed it away and she still wouldn’t come out. I kept calling her name and trying to coax her out and then she trotted ahead and I followed her and picked her up just in time to stop her from pouncing on a fuzzy little mouse

I guess that solves the mystery of the dead mice my dad has been finding around our home and also why she won’t come in

I don’t want to coop her up inside but she is going to get hurt or worse if she keeps hiding under cars and i would really like it if she stopped killing things that aren’t toys

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Grant Wahl just said Mal Pugh, has met with Nike, Adidas AND under armour. Also PSG HAS MADE A VERY GOOD OFFER!!!!! 

Also she met with Wash  Spirit on Monday but she definitely doesnt want to go there. She would much rather end up in Portland of course but Wahl says she may just end up going to a different NWSL team 

anonymous asked:

Can you do HCs for how Genji reacts to recieving anonymous notes from someone, cute lil doodles or sweet messages, and he discovers that they are from his crush? Bonus pnts if the notes started when he first joined OW and continued after the recall?

  • At first he thinks it’s a joke. He’s still in rehab at that point, barely alive and not yet fully put together. He’s missing his limbs, half his intestines are replaced by clunky machinery until the doctor can make replacements. He’s in pain, alone and far away from home. They won’t even let him look at himself in the mirror, but he knows what he must look like.


  • So the first message, a small figure giving him a thumbs up and underneath the words Hang in there feels like cruel mockery. He balls it up into a fist and throws it away. 


  • Five minutes later he regrets it. It’s the first kind thing someone has done for him since he came here. Even the doctor, who assures him time and time again that he’ll be fine is too overworked to offer anything more than professional reassurance.


  • The messages keep coming. He doesn’t know who they’re from, tells himself he doesn’t care. With every day he ‘recovers’ he becomes less and less human. He demands the doctor make him a mask to hide his scarred face. She tells him it’s no way to cope and refuses. The engineer, Genji doesn’t bother remembering their names, does what she won’t. The day the mask is finished it comes with another doodle, this one of him, wearing the mask and a cape. The Masked Avenger it says and that, reassured that no one will see, makes him smile grimly. 


  • Every time he’s sent on a mission, a message hides between his gear, wishing him good luck, urging him to come home safely. Everytime he returns, another message tells him Welcome Back! The longer he’s gone, the more exclamation marks there are.


  • It’s the only thing he can look forward to during that time, because everyone else he pushes away. That other Blackwatch boy tries to befriend him, he snarls at him until he runs. The doctor tries to talk to him during his routine check ups. He accuses her of stealing his humanity, everything that made being alive worth it. To the old Crusader, the very same people he used to read comics about as a child, he says that he will stay until he has completed his task. And then? The old man asks and Genji doesn’t answer.


  • That night the doodle on his nightstand features a lot of people, some he recognises, some he doesn’t, all hugging him. It’s the first one in a while he throws away. He doesn’t need pity.


  • And then he meets you and everything he tried to do, keep himself apart, complete the job, not think about his own ugly body, shatters in the face of your presence. A year ago he would have wasted no time getting to know you. He has a dozen charming lines and cheeky jokes already on his lips when he remembers what he is now. What his bastard of a brother did to him.

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general-nerdy  asked:

Pssssst. Danse getting too excited as the SS works on their equipment....

Send me nsfw prompts?

Danse couldn’t help but stare at her hands. Her long fingers wrapped around a battered screwdriver as she tinkered with her power armour, and he couldn’t help but wonder what they’d feel like wrapped around certain parts of him. Even though the thought was relatively tame compared to other ones he’d been having lately, Danse could feel heat begin to crawl up his neck. For once in his life, he was happy about the dirt covering his cheeks; no one would be able to tell he was blushing.

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gettin there bro. under armour, fuck yea. its a good start. maybe you should start thinkin about gettin there logo inked on you. somewhere you cant hide it, fucker, like right above your socks, on your calf maybe. or maybe the nape of your neck, right above the shirt line. UA for life bro, dumbass. now get back on eBay and keep lookin for more gear, gearhead.