this day in 19423 during the Second World War, German troops surrendered to the Soviet Red Army in Stalingrad, thus ending five months of fighting. The battle began in August 1942 during the Nazi invasion of Russia
- codenamed Operation Barbarossa - and Adolf Hitler ordered an attack
on the major city of Stalingrad. Stalingrad became a major playing field
of the war, as Soviet leader Stalin was determined to save the city
which bore his name. Under the leadership of General Paulus, German
bombing destroyed much of the city and troops captured areas through
hand-to-hand urban warfare. In November, Marshal Zhukov assembled six Russian armies
to surround Stalingrad and trap the Germans in the city, barring
provisions and troops from reaching them. Many German soldiers died of
starvation and frostbite following the onset of the harsh Russian
winter, with temperatures down to -30°C, but Hitler insisted they fight
until the last man. After five months, the Russian Red Army claimed
victory when the remaining German troops surrendered in February 1943. 91,000 Germans were taken prisoner, including twenty-two
generals; this was all that remained of the 330,000 strong German force
who arrived at Stalingrad. The Battle of Stalingrad is among the
bloodiest battles of the Second World War, causing nearly two million
casualties. The disaster depleted the
German army’s supply of men and equipment, allowing the Allies to gain
which enabled them to invade Germany and win the war.
“The God of war has gone over to the other side” - Adolf Hitler upon hearing of the German surrender at Stalingrad
Today, May 2nd, marks 19 years since the Battle of Hogwarts, when we lost some of our most beloved characters.
Let’s honour the memory of Fred, Remus, Tonks, Severus, Lavender, Colin and the Fallen Fifty by sharing our favourite moments featuring these characters!
Keith unintentionally spies on Lance in the training room ...
… where the Blue Paladin is kicking ass. And Keith’s kind of mesmerized by it. Then he’s more than mesmerized — he’s freaking out because he’s actually kinda sorta into this brutally efficient soldier version of Lance.
Keith rubbed his sore neck and considered whether or not it was worth putting in his usual two hours on the training deck. He’d only just got out of the healing pod that morning, and then spent the rest of the day sleeping in a very uncomfortable position on his bed.
Really, if he missed out on one day of training would it be so … And his obsessive nature reared its ugly head and roared at him no, stop, go because if you slip up, you will feel guilty for days, I’ll make sure of it.
So he stopped lingering outside and walked in, already mentally picking out which program he wanted to — except a program was already running. One of his custom battle simulations — he could tell because of the fortified positions the gladiators were taking. He tensed, but unless he was introduced as a combatant, the robot gladiators would not attack him.
Unlike Lance. Lance, who was sliding into cover, and then emerging to fire three precise shots, and taking down exactly three robots.
Keith stood off to the side, watching with amazement as Lance took on an incredibly difficult combat scenario Keith had designed. It forced him to use ranged weapons, since he couldn’t always rely on close-combat (though he usually ended up rushing the last few gladiators, taking them out with his sword and shield). The goal of the program wasn’t to eliminate all combatants, but to reach a specific point behind enemy lines.
And Lance was doing it.
He was pushing forward even as the second phase of the battle sim kicked in, introducing reinforcements. Lance didn’t have his helmet on, his hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, and whenever he emerged from cover, he always hit what he aimed at — and in the exact same spot. Each gladiator went down to a headshot.
Every single one.
And Keith was not only impressed, but also vaguely alarmed. He had never seen Lance be this vicious in battle. This relentless. This merciless. But his dark blue eyes were narrowed, focused, and his mouth set in a grim line. Except when his shots hit. Then Keith could see a slight smirk lifting the corner of his mouth.
For reasons unknown to the Red Paladin … he started to sweat. Keith wasn’t even doing anything other than standing there, slack-jawed, yet warmth was blossoming on his skin, moisture collecting at his temples. What the hell was happening?
Author’s note: More to come, maybe — this idea just hit me out of nowhere.
so little jeffmads things from hamilton in chicago :
- the first time they see each other they greet with like this secret handshake where instead of shaking they wiggle their fingers against each other (they then proceed to do this every time they go to handshake for the whole act)
- mads is the biggest deadpan hype man ever like his straight face comments in the background of jeffs rap battle
- when jeffs wants to fight hamilton (or literally anyone) mads like physically holding him back and calming him down
- jeffs before doing anything rash looks to mads and waits for his nod of approval before taking action
- when jeffs mike drops and mads like fans it off like its on fire
- casually touching each other all the time in the background
- when mads is coughing into the handkerchief he carries around everywhere and jeffs in the middle of “fight me” mode stops what he’s doing to immeditaly attend to mads
- leaning into each other’s space in room where it happens
- after the second cabinet battle jeffs all upset about gwash saying no and like he turns to mads who gives this like “ill take care of it motion” before sliding all up to gwash
- just all the time looking to each other whenever anyone does anything
- mads is jeffs voice of fucking reason im screaming
- in washington on your side like jeffs looks around for mads before starts singing and he’s off stage and when mads enters with “which i wrote” he does his like arm florish to present that mads has arrived then crosses the stage to drape himself over mads
- them being shifty bastards together like scheming and dancing around at Reynolds pamphlet
- the election and jeffs looking nervous about hamiltons answer and mads like fucking straightens his coat for him to calm him down like
- honestly this was so much i am so weak
im back in jeffmads hell guys be prepared seeing hamilton live has killed me
Fallout New Vegas:
There is an expression in the Wasteland: "Old World Blues." It refers to those so obsessed with the past they can't see the present, much less the future, for what it is. They stare into the what-was, eyes like pilot lights, guttering and spent, as the realities of their world continue on around them. In the times following the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, however, Old World Blues took on a new meaning. Where once it was viewed as a form of sadness, nostalgia, it became an expression describing the potential for the future. With the Courier at the helm, Science became a beacon for the future. There was Old World Blues, and New World Hope. And hope ruled the day at Big MT.
man, remember how GREAT the past was? The Commonwealth is a dump. the most scientifically advanced faction that's been conducting continuous R&D for 210 years is scavenging pre-war tech
You are not alone. You are not alone in your sadness. You are not alone in your sorrow. You are not alone with those evil voices in your head that echo your own voice. A thousand times you are not alone. Don’t ever for one second think, you are battling by yourself !
A British soldier gives a “two-fingered salute” to German POWs captured at the Second Battle of El Alamein, Egypt, 1942 -
The “two-fingered salute”, is commonly performed by flicking the V upwards from wrist or elbow. The V sign, when the palm is facing toward the person giving the sign, has long been an insulting gesture in England, and later in the rest of the United Kingdom; though the use of the V sign as an insulting gesture is largely restricted to the UK, Ireland, New Zealand, and Australia. It is frequently used to signify defiance (especially to authority), contempt, or derision. The gesture is not used in the United States, and archaic in Australia and New Zealand, where the finger tends to be used in such situations instead. From Wikipedia