#that’s my blood on the hammer

[aychama]

Hammer.

Timelapse:

[shreddies-scribbles]

i wish whatever that game mechanic was to bring your partner to the mines was acc in the game💔

[dronebiscuitbat]

Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 79)

Uzi was sitting on the couch, burying her face in an aeronautical engineering book for the umpteenth time. Sketching out ideas for heat shielding on a notepad, Tera on her lap, inquisitivly watching her mother draw and holding onto her bat plushie.

If she was being honest with herself (which, of course she wasn't) she would admit that it was somewhat difficult now for Tera to sit on her lap like she used to, her baby bump was now fairly obvious, she could still… somewhat, hide it underneath her hoodie, but even then if someone was paying close enough attention they would notice that something was different.

And it was of course at this moment, V crashed into her apartment. The door whipping open suddenly and startling both girls out of their shells. Tera chirped loudly and Uzi very nearly cursed.

“Back, took pictures.” V said bluntly, making Uzi take a deep breath to surpress the urge to beat her over the head with whatever she had in her hand. (A notebook, it wouldn't hurt, but still.)

“Okay. A. Thank you.” Uzi hummed, before her face fell “B. Bite me! You didn't have to scare the crap out of me!” She grumbled, standing up and resting Tera on her shoulder. V smirked, before her eyelights shifted down to Uzi's midsection.

“Huh. You can actually tell now.” She commented, which immediately made Uzi feel self conscious, she wouldn't lie and say that the visible change to her body wasn't off-putting.

“It hasn't been that long since you saw me.” Uzi pouted, turning slightly away from her ‘freind’. V clicked her tongue.

“How are you holding up?” V asked, ignoring her statement and tone much, much softer.

“Fine. Still don't know why you care so much.” Uzi replied, and V looked at the floor for a moment before Uzi got several pictures sent to her over short range, she filed them in a folder titled ‘MYSFLESH:/’

“’Fine’ isn't an answer.” V pointed out, crossing her arms, her attitude was normal grating on Uzi's nerves, but with everything else she had to stress about, it was genuinely beginning to piss her off.

“It's the only one you're getting. Now if you're finished doing everything in your power to make my day harder. I need to look over these pictures.” Uzi turned away, from the door, a sure way to tell V to fuck off, but unfortunately that did not happen.

“You're carrying, N can't be here all the time. It's… It's my responsibility to fill in when he's not here.” Uzi tensed up at V's words, hitting her like a sack of bricks.

“Your responsibility?” Uzi parroted back at her, whipping around to glare into V's visor. “Why is it your responsibility?”

V, for once, looked genuinely nervous about what she was about to say, her tail pressed flat against the floor.

“I don't-” She growled at herself, as if she was fighting her own programing. “It just is! I don't know how to explain it!” She finished, exasperated and throwing her clawed hands forward, showing more emotion then Uzi had ever seen.

“It's unbearable!” Her tail suddenly sprang up, kinking in several places before it went back into its default position. “I don't wanna be here either, but it's so much worse when I'm not!” She yelped, like a dam that had just cracked.

Uzi stepped back, alarmed at the sudden outburst. V began to pace back and forth.

“I-I think the worst part is that I don't entirely hate it! I want to! But you're not actually terrible, you're stubborn as hell and get on my nerves-” V grunted, whatever was making her agitated seemed to suddenly deflate, making her stop her pacing and rest her head within the palm of her clawed hand.

“Ugh. Freaking- God Dammit. I don't actually hate your guts, and I do actually care if you live or die. Happy?” V finished, a small golden blush displaying on her visor, crossing her arms.

Uzi took a moment to process, before snickering into her hand, making V blush harder and growl irritability.

“Do not.” V warned, but now her threats were empty, they always were, but now there was no pretending otherwise.

“Aww. V, that's like, the nicest thing you've ever said to me.” Uzi smirked, watching at V's tail thrashed like whip, displaying her discomfort.

“I don't know what you're talking about.” V replied, breifly looking away before her eyes came to glance at Uzi from the corner of her visor, Uzi was smiling.

And so was V.

-*-

“Alright. Alright. Settle Down!” Khan was standing up a stage set up in the WDF training course. The aforementioned equipment haven been deconstructed and put away, the rows of seating in it's ‘stadium-esque’ design being perfect for holding a bunker wide meeting.

Speaking of bunker-wide, every drone that made their home within the bunker was scattered throughout the seats, a rainbow of different eyelight colors staring back at him, even so seeing everyone in front of him made what he already knew more obvious.

There weren't a lot of them left…

The soft murmur of voices quieted, and Khan cleared his throat, looking back behind him to the other two drones with him. Uzi, sitting with her legs crossed and arms crossed, refusing to look ahead at their audience. And N, who was standing at stiff attention at her side, for once, Tera was not with them. Instead, V was looking after her, offering almost immediately.

He turned back to his audience, taking a deep breath.

“Thank you all for coming. I know everyone is curious on why I called this emergency meeting. So I won't waste time.”

He nodded to N, who nodded back and lifted his hand. A large yellow hologram of Copper-9 appeared above them, enough for everyone to see, it drew so much power from N's systems his eyelights and headband dimmed and he winced.

“This is our home, we've worked, fought, and made lives here for over a hundred years, not always independent, but always here.” Khan’s voice wavered.

“Right now, however, this is what our home looks like.”

With some effort on his part, N's hologram changed, one hole opening up, then another, and two more, until the surface of the planet was reminiscent of Swiss cheese, pockmarked full of holes. Images provided by V's scouting trip.

And out of each one, tentacles reached up out of them, pulsing and wiggling wildly, the audience gave a collective wince, several people gasped. And a few straight up burst into tears.

“After through study, it has been determined that twenty percent of the planet has already been consumed, the rest will follow within six months… give or take.” He continued, the waver in his voice was obvious now, but he powered through. N changed the hologram again, letting a fleshy substance cover the frozen surface of Copper-9.

“My daughter has come up with a plan; one that I will let her explain.” He suddenly turned to Uzi, N's hologram fading out and his glow returning to near normal, though an exhausted look flickered across his face.

Uzi took a deep breath, replacing her father's place on stage, feeling the mic attached to her shirt, heavy as lead.

“I know I don't have the best reputation.” She started, her voice croaking slightly. She balled up one of her hands, all the eyes boring into her as she felt her core speed up. “You all know me as Khan’s outcast, rebellious daughter, the one that brought the murder drones into the bunker.”

And so, so much more

She thought internally.

“But believe me when I tell you I want every single person here to make it out of this situation alive.” She nodded at N, who gave her a small smile before, with another wince, brought up another large hologram.

This one was of a shuttle, large enough to fit the entire bunker, though still very much only a concept.

“The cause of the infection is currently unknown, but the flesh that's spreading across the surface is deadly, contact with it causes rapid assimilation, and a loss of all bodily autonomy.” She paused for a moment, realizing she was speaking as if she was reading out of textbook.

“Zombification, in layman's terms.” She clarified, the audience was dead silent, but with another steadying breath and an even tighter grip on her own palm, she continued. “Our best option is complete planetary evacuation.”

There was a murmur through the crowd, one that Uzi was expecting.

“I hear you. This is our home, we've always lived here. And that kind of change is scary.” She was happy she had pre-written this speech with the help of her dad, otherwise, she would have definitely flubbed something up by now.

She had to give credit where credit was due, Khan knew how to write a speech.

“But leaving is a chance at survival, more then that, it's our chance to truly divorce ourselves from our past as nothing but tools for our creators.” At that she could hear several affirmative mumbles, she thought that might have been a good addition, there were many old drones that still remembered being slaves.

“From today, my plan is to build an escape shuttle, reverse engineering the landing pods already here to head to somewhere where we can start again.” N's hologram showed an image of a landing pod, before switching to a new planet, one covered in greenery instead of ice.

“Without all of us working together, this won't work, so I'm asking each and every one of you to pull together for this. Not for me, but for your family, your neighbors, your friends. And help make this a reality.”

She finished, finally, feeling satisfied with what she had said.

“Those in favor. Head down to the right of the stadium. Those opposed, to the left.”

Despite at this point needing to sleep for several sunlit days, N gave a last hologram, two arrows pointing left and right.

Uzi took the opportunity to check up on him, walking back towards him with a concerned frown.

“You okay? I know you haven't been sleeping well, and that took a lot of energy.” With everyone gathering below the stage, Uzi felt safe enough to place a hand on his chest. He gave a small smile.

“I'm good.” His hand came up into a thumbs up even as Uzi could see the ‘low charge’ symbol blinking at the corner of his visor. “You passed out this morning, I should be asking you.”

His hand came to rest on her baby bump, giving her a very tired grin as the hologram flickered slightly. “Baby has you exhausted too, I'm really proud of you for making this speech.”

She blushed, taking another glance around to insure no one was watching them.

“Let's just hope it was worth it..” Uzi blinked, did… did she just say that twice? Because it was either that or… the mic was still on.

She gasped, looking down at the mic attached to her, still blinking green, showing that it was indeed on. She looked back up at N, who looked equally as shocked. And she quickly turned it off, looking back at her dad, who had apparently been trying to get her attention this entire time, and now was just smiling sheepishly.

The stadium was dead silent.

Like a character in a horror movie, she slowly went to check on the rest of the stadium, the seats now all empty. She peered over the side and-

Not a single person was present on the left, every single drone voting in favor of Uzi's plan, when she was noticed back within view, she got cheers, she could hear congratulations mixed in with the “you go girl”s and straight cheers.

She began to tear up a moment of relief hitting her before the mortification she just announced her pregnancy in front of the entire bunker caught up.

She looked back at N, his hologram now gone, while he shrugged his shoulders with a smile, although a look on his face that was asking ‘are you alright’

No was the answer.

But even still, the plan was set in motion.

Next ->

[georgeromeros]

Dracula A.D. 1972 (1972) dir. Alan Gibson

[acewithapencil]

The fall of King’s Landing to Queen Rhaenyra and her dragons (text from Fire & Blood)

[green446004]

hey about those mcga art suggestions 👁️ I’d love to see your rendition of alex’s death scene perhaps ?? (definitely not because I’m also currently drawing that scene noo certainly not)

Thanks for the suggestion. I never see art based on this scene, so I’d love to see it if you post it. 👀

[m0e-ru]

mortal

[sweeetestcurse]

Peter Stormare as Czernobog

[hereissomething]

found this template on twutty a long time ago, the op name escapes me🫣

woe, drac faces upon yall🦇💨👋🧛🏻‍♂️

[kibutsulove]

// Blood tw // — Azulon and Hama fanart

last year I abstained,

this year I devour.

[musubiki]

lime lime lime lime lime (and his m34th weapon that can turn into many things)

[incesthemes]

season 4 dean discovering that sam has been drinking demon blood and being jealous—jealous because he can't give his brother what he needs, because he has to sit back and watch sam drink from someone else, and that someone can never be him. season 4 dean displacing that jealousy onto sam, turning it into a resentment that builds into hatred because he can't admit even to himself that he wants to be the one sam is drinking from, that he wants his blood staining sam's lips. season 4 dean being so close to becoming a demon only to be remade into an angel, and he can feel the distance between himself and sam every time sam feeds his addiction and dean can't help him. season 4 dean hating himself and the angels who brought him back because hell made him a monster and he doesn't even have anything to show for it, nothing he can give back to sam for his efforts. season 4 dean fantasizing about returning to hell and going all in just so he can return to his sammy and press his bloody arm to his brother's lips and coax him to drink, to feel better, to be powerful, so he can become an inexorable part of sam, be closer, be wanted and needed and desired in the most intimate way someone can be.

[percki]

loveybug is too busy thinking about kissing to fight supervillains... anytime an akuma shows up she hits it with a comically large hammer harley quinn style until it's flat and she can go back to unsubtly flirting with chat noir

[weirdlookindog]

Taste the Blood of Dracula (1970)

[castallurspells]

WELL! something possessed me to speedrun this in a few hours. I am officially joining the ranks of the evil doctor Ryosuke enjoyers. insp. by @majozzz and @eastofaeon 's pieces

I wonder who he's talking to....

[mishy-mashy]

All For One is obsessed with Abilities and taking them. Like a toddler, he's interested in things that are straight-forward, without much effort on his part. We see this when he spares Best Jeanist and his Quirk.

When he finds Quirks he's interested in, he wants them. Like when he "couldn't help" taking Ragdoll's Search. Below are just some examples of AFO wanting Quirks, and being fascinated by them

All for One has this interest in Quirks and taking them because that's the nature of his Quirk. You know who else was like this?

Himiko Toga.

All For One, like Himiko Toga, is driven by desires caused by the nature of his Quirk. They:

● are consumed and driven by desires and interests caused by their Quirks (stealing quirks VS blood)

● have yandere tendencies (AFO is possessive, Toga stabs for blood, yet sees blood as a form of love)

● both want something vital to a person (Quirks VS blood)

All For One's Quirk both gives and takes. But he's more focused on the taking part of it. He wants Quirks for himself. The nature of his Quirk naturally makes him want to possess things, and he literally names it "All For One". All For One person, instead of One For All.

If he focused on giving, history would've been different. But he was born with his Quirk, and as a baby, he's going to be self-centered and only seek for himself, his own convenience, and the world only exists exactly as he views it. That's just how babies are.

That self-centeredness would've combined with his Quirk's desires, evolving the "take" portion of his Quirk to something that drives him.

Himiko Toga, like other kids, likely awakened her Quirk when she was five. That would be why her parents only expressed shock in her like for blood when it showed with the bird; she was a kid at the time, and it was likely their first glimpse of the nature and effect of her Quirk.

All For One had his Quirk at birth. Toga got hers later, and thus would've had time to learn about the world first. Toga didn't completely fuse her Quirk with a baby's natural "I want and need", but there's enough self-centered awareness as a child to still want first.

I want to bring attention to these panels because they're definitely related. Look at the parallels of All For One and Toga.

Toga, after a talk about why and how she loves, because blood is so fascinating,

And Yoichi talking about his brother's way of using his power,

All For One could take, but he could also give. And yet, right before Yoichi narrates this, rather than something like Toga realizes,

All For One's first thought was he had to steal Yoichi back.

Like Toga before having a girls' talk with Ochako, both were only interested in taking for themselves. Giving never crossed their minds.

All For One only gave Quirks to make sure people stayed on his side. So he had pawns.

All For One's obsession with Quirks, and having possessions, only makes Yoichi [One For All] even more attractive: he's both a Quirk, and All For One's "first possession in this world".

All For One is basically like Himiko Toga pre-Ochako-talk, but never learned. He died because he got too greedy to win against Bakugo, but Toga died because she decided to give her everything to save the object of her affection.

(Idk if Toga actually is dead, but that's the current assumption after she says she'll give Ochako all her blood to save her)

All For One and Toga are foils to each other. Goodnight.