this is your armour

He strode through a nearly-ruined world, with the heroes standing proud in front of him. His helm, the brilliant gold tarnished by his failure, shone weakly in the setting sun. In front of him, of course, you stood. Your armour gleamed in the light and you looked every inch the warrior you told him you were on that fateful day eons ago. A single drop of his blood rolled down his face, and as it hit the floor, he knelt before you. Your hand, dirt-streaked, cradled his defeated face; your calloused fingers stroked over his sharp cheekbones. He dipped his head down. As he weeped, you kneeled with him, embracing his otherworldly form in your fragile arms. He may have lost the war, but he hadn’t lost you. Not yet.

Improv D&D

So every now and then my group does an improv d&d night. No one prepares anything and the night tends to go something like this:

1. Start character sheet by filling out Name, Class, Race and Basic Stats (STR, DEX, CON etc) using basic build (18,16,12,10,10,8) then pass the character sheet to your left.

2. Fill out skill mods by basic stats and choose 4 to train (+5). Add in Armour, Speed, HP, initiative & equipment. Pass sheet to your left.

3. Fill out personality traits, 2 feats, 3 at-will powers, 1 daily.

3b. OPTIONAL draw your character.

4. Now shuffle the character sheets together and pick the first DM. Hand out the character sheets at random.

5. Play for 20 minutes with the first DM, then all roles go to your right. So the person to the right is now DM and the characters all shift around.

6. Continue until everyone is too tired from laughing.

We tend to think that the sillier the better for this but it’s best when you can manage to bring in elements from all the DMs before you.

I’ve found it’s one of the easiest and most fun ways to get players who are scared to start DMing into trying whole DM God-complex thing.

It’s scary to think how many people abandon their salah.

You’re not just abandoning what Allah has commanded, but you’re abandoning this protection.

Salah is our protection. Allah says,

“Indeed, prayer prohibits immorality and wrongdoing, and the remembrance of Allah is greater. And Allah knows that which you do.”

[29:45]

With every delayed or missed prayer you’re waging a war with shaytaan. You’re putting down the armour given to you by Allah, and have entered the battlefield with no protection.

“And whosoever is blinded from remembrance of the Most Merciful - We appoint for him a devil, and he is to him a companion.”

[43:36]

Do not be surprised then when you fall into all types of sin. Neglecting salah becomes the first step in the path to a lower life. If you want to turn your life around, wallah, focus on perfecting your salah.

It starts with salah.

You don’t need to have your life “perfect” before you begin to pray. That is a trick of shaytaan. Would you finish your car journey before filling up on petrol if you know your tank is empty?

Make salah your priority, and Allah will make everything else fall into place.

Don’t allow shaytaan to steal what is priceless. Don’t allow shaytaan to steal your eternal soul and everlasting ticket to paradise.

Safeguard your prayer.

Safeguard your prayer.

Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.
—  George R.R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire
Aliens vs 'Red ones go faster' and other bits of very human nonsense

Simon surveyed the ship through the viewport. He’d been brought on by the Karrat’s Hiranthi Spaceport ship construction crew to ‘consult’ on the first ships being sold to the humans. While very good at marketing to all other local species, humans were a new problem all together.

Simon stared at the blank silver hull shining in the spotlights of the construction station. He looked perturbed, frowning at it.

“It’s a little dull… can you make the outside of it red or something? Give it some colour?”

“Which one is ‘red’ again?”

“The colour of that armour plate there, on your shoulder.”

“I see. Why that particularly light-refflecting frequency?”

“It’s… an old Earth saying… ‘red ones go faster’”

“.. Why would the outside colour of a hull affect the speed?”

“It just does, ok?!”

That cycle, Hiranthi Spaceport ship construction outsold all other constructors and had the highest ratings, with many humans commenting on the awesome colour choices and design aesthetics. 

OKAY FOR REAL CAN WE TALK ABOUT SHARENA’S ARMOUR IN HEROES

TAKE A LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE

IS IT TITS?

I SURE AS HELL DON’T THINK SO BECAUSE THERE’S NO STUPID TIT HOLES IN THAT SHIT (LOOKIN AT YOU CAMILLA W/ YOUR TIDDY STRAP)

THIS IS ACTUALLY THE MOST PRACTICAL ARMOUR A FEMALE UNIT HAS HAD SINCE KJELLE AND HER MASSIVE SUIT OF BADASSERY

IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT FUCKIN COME AT ME I WILL FIGHT YOU ABOUT THIS IT IS AMAZING AND I WILL PROTECT IT

edit: okay kjelle wasn’t the best example and there is the whole corrin-y thigh-hole thing bUT SSH

LET ME ENJOY THE SLIGHTLY-MORE-PRACTICAL-THAN-NORMAL ARMOUR

Loving someone who cannot love you the same way in return is not weakness. It’s one of the most courageous things you’ll ever do. You are putting your armour at their feet and you are saying ‘I will not fight you in this. I have loved you and that means that I have already won.
—  Azra T.
STAR WARS Q&A (SEND ME ASKS!!)

1. Favourite Star Wars movie? (Episode 1-R1).
2. Favourite Star Wars era?
3 Favourite Star Wars trilogy? (Originals, Prequels, Sequels).
4. Jedi or Sith?
5. Empire or Rebellion?
6. Bounty Hunter or Clone/Strom/First order Trooper?
7. Rebels or Clone wars?
8. Favourite Star Wars book?
9. Favourite Star Wars Comic?
10. Favourite Star Wars game?
11. Top 5 favourite female Jedi?
12. Top 5 favourite male Jedi?
13. Top 5 favourite Bounty Hunters?
14. Top 5 favourite Sith?
15. Top 5 favourite Droids?
16. Top 5 favourite Troopers?
17. Top 5 favourite Senators?
18. Top 5 favourite Republic/Rebellion ships.
19. Top 5 favourite Separatist/Imperial ships.
20. Top 5 favourite planets?
21. Where would you live in the Star Wars universe?
22. Who would you be in the Star Wars universe?
23. What ship would you own?
24. What Droid would you own?
25. Would you have a team, or would you work alone?
26. If you where a Jedi, would you be a Knight or a Master?
27. If you where a Jedi Master, would you have a Padawan?
28. If you where a Sith, would you be the Master or Apprentice?
29. If you where a Sith Lord, would you have an Apprentice?
30. Married, in a relationship, or single?
31. Top 5 favourite species?
32. What species would you be?
33. What species is your type?
34. Who would your best friend be?
35. Would you customise your ship?
36. Would you customise your Droid?
37. What colour skin/eyes would you have?
38. If male, beard or no beard?
39. 1 lightsaber, 2 lightsabers, double lightsaber, or 2 double lightsabers?
40. What colour would your lightsaber(s) be?
41. If you’re a Bounty Hunter, what armour would you have?
42. Would you customise your armour?
43. What colour scheme would your armour/robes be?
44. If you where a Droid, what Droid would you be?
45. What colour would your droid self be?
46. Pod racing or ship racing?
47. Space battle or ground battle??
48. Would you have survived order 66?
49. Where would you go after order 66?
50. What would you do after order 66?
51. Do you have any Star Wars Pop Vinyls?
52. Do you have any Star Wars collections?
53. Do you have any Star Wars art?
54. Do you create any Star Wars art?
55. Do you like/read any Legends/non canon stuff?
56. Top 5 favourite Legends character?
57. Who is your Star Wars role model?
58. Top 5 saddest Star Wars deaths?
59. If you could bring any Star Wars character back to life who would it be?
60. If you found out the Star Wars universe was real, would you move there or stay here?
61. On a scale of 1-10 (1 being very little, 10 being an absolute know it all) how well do you know the Star Wars universe?


Here we go people, just a little ask post i created. Enjoy, reblog, ask me, get people to ask you!!! Have fun!!!

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Elijah: No! Invite us in, you have to invite us in!
Y/N: I…
Kol: Come on!
Y/N: Invite…
Klaus: Now!
Y/N: You in…

As soon as the words had been spoken, Elijah hurried towards you, giving you his blood to heal your deadly wounds, while Klaus and Kol went straight to the attacker and killed him. Your three unusual knights in shining armours had saved your life once again.

At this very moment, your struggles may seem like the complete enemy. They may drag you backwards, make you feel alone, scared, frustrated, or not good enough.

However, it are these struggles, both past and present, that have made you stronger. With each moment of pain, you have gained life experience.

You’ve added another piece of armour onto your shield.

You’ve grown.

Be thankful for these struggles, for it shows your strength. Be grateful, for you would not be able to handle all of the many more challenging experiences that life has yet to present to you.

—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin
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In Memoriam Part 1; 
Collaboration with @ofkingsandlionhearts | Part 2: x

2017; in a time of revolution and a land of turmoil, otherwise known as Wales, Merlin, still waiting for Arthur; is living a quiet life spending his days as a librarian and his nights in a small, yet cosy flat close to the lake. Though in recent years he knows the quiet isn’t going to last, there’s a crackling in the air: he can feel the change, an awakening. On one of these nights Merlin makes his usual way home, says goodbye to his colleagues, pops in for a cup of tea and a chat with the lady who works at his favourite cafe, and takes a detour to past the lake to his flat. Turning on the radio that night (he owned a television once, but after accidentally stumbling onto an episode of Camelot that was the end of that) he hears another another tale of disappearances. There seems to be one every day now; completely random it would seem, but he knows better. 

The next day on his way to work Merlin senses that same unease in the air. He feels the air is quite literally being knocked out of his lungs but sees nobody there, he falls to the ground. The next thing he remembers is waking up in an operating theatre. “You’ve been in an accident,” a soothing voice tells him, “You’ve lost a lot of blood.” He doesn’t remember losing blood. He doesn’t remember anything. “Your memories will come back to you slowly. We’ll refer you to a psychiatric,” says another voice he thinks he’s heard before, but it’s gone with another dose of morphine. As it happens, his short term memories, however fragmented, do return to him quite quickly. It’s not until three months later when he’s on his way to work that he notices something quite amiss: a man in full body armour following him. 

“Your memories will come back to you slowly.” A year gone past since the accident and Merlin hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in months. The man is everywhere, infecting every memory he has - chasing him, haunting him, teasing him, even in his dreams. He faintly remembers other things, like waking up to strange conversations on a hospital bed, but they’re gone as quickly and sporadically as they come. His outpatient treatment is going well according to the doctor. She says he’s healthy, and the man is just a figment of his imagination he conjured up to help with the pain. They give him more drugs and sent him on his way. It never occurred to Merlin to seek a second opinion. He goes back to his old routine, says goodbye to his colleagues after work, pops in for a cup of tea and a chat with the lady who works at his favourite cafe, walks home, and turns on the telly.

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A/N: Part II of this Imagine. I also put a request from @dreamwalker08 in there. It just worked together perfectly. Enjoy!

Words: 1958
Warnings: violence, smut (on the battlefield)

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