Have Known @deadkenndy For A Single Day. Leon Is Invited To All The Yeehaw Barbeques. Just Gotta Teach

Jason Kolchek for @returnedtoashes​

“On the seventh day Miller’s legs started going all wonky. Did you know your brain starts eating your muscle in order to survive…?”

Miller @returnedtoashes and Jacob having a day ™ in the desert. :) You know, in order for there to have been an eight day together, I firmly headcanon now that Jacob carried Miller from the seventh day on.

@loqis​​

"Y’rnot’llowedtgo.” Serah mumbled practically closed-mouthed, moping as her little fingers gripped onto the sleeve of her father’s shirt. It was really quite simple. He couldn’t leave her if she held onto him like this. She knew well and good that he didn’t have the heart to brush her away and so long as she stayed up and didn’t fall asleep he’d miss his stupid-adult-business and have to cancel. It was a very smart plan.

@reiivusu​​

The moment Serah spotted Ravus she stood up and gave him a salute. Why? Other hunters did it, but she didn’t know it was mocking him. Oh no. He had been very close to her and her mother during the years of darkness. Always making sure they had everything he could provide, even silly things like new coloured crayons for her to draw with. So, when she saluted, she thought it was a good way to say ‘hello!’. Especially when they weren’t allowed to shout. Not even here in Lestallum, where most hunters gathered.

“On the seventh day Miller’s legs started going all wonky. Did you know your brain starts eating your muscle in order to survive…?”

Miller @returnedtoashes and Jacob having a day ™ in the desert. :) You know, in order for there to have been an eight day together, I firmly headcanon now that Jacob carried Miller from the seventh day on.

bear bread! 🐻🍞

inspired by @ maisland (look at my insta or twitter for the image as idk how best to put it here)

tempted to do more of these as its cute and satisfying to make

82nd Airborne US Army SPC J. Seed

Jacob Seed Appearance Mod by @xbaebsae

Now, I take my smiley shovel and I go cause a ruckus @ Jacob Seed’s region in Far Cry 5 so I can maybe finish this game after [redacted amount of time].

only-we​:

Jason fucking Kolchek.

Jacob didn’t expect to meet the most pleasant men around in the military. No. But most of the time it was bearable. And sometimes there were true comrades among the marines. What wasn’t bearable was this prick.

First Lieutenant. Whoever had gifted that rank to Kolchek must have been high or out of their mind. Because clearly he sucked at his job. At least that was what shot through Jacob’s head as soon as he heard Jason’s reply.

Eyes narrowing on the other, Jacob wouldn’t do shit and fall back in line. Because they clearly were off course.

So instead he jogged two steps forward and just stepped in Jason’s way, almost bumping his chest-plate against the other’s. The reports in Juvie had already always told about how Jacob hated authority, especially authority like Kolchek.

“Oh, you wanna play it like that, First Lieutenant?”, he asked, raising up his chin as if he wanted to underline his challenge. His voice dripping with sarcasm, as he continued, gesturing over his shoulder to the endless ocean of sand and sweltering sun and then back to their small troop.

“Maybe you would’ve done better having a few trips here before they shoved a silver Lieutenant-spoon in your mouth and made you boss around here, hm? If we continue this way, we will miss base by about 12 kilometers, but what do I know, right? Oh, wait: I know I don’t want to spent the fucking night in the sand beside some asshole, when we all could sleep on our cots, if you could swallow your ego for two seconds…”

It really was the cherry on top of this shit sundae.

Jason sneered up at the Corporal. If there was one thing that really grinded his gears, it was being undermined. His Southern drawl may have given him the disadvantage in life of assumed-stupidity but he certainly wasn’t some dumb country hick who didn’t know how to read a fuckin’ compass.

“Maybe if you hadn’t tanked your own grades you’d be in this position by now, but you’re right about one damn thing I am the boss around here!” There was no silver spoon. It had been top-of-the-class grades across the board that landed him First Lieutenant and he wasn’t shy about asserting his rank.

He planted his hand on the front of Jacob’s body armour and delivered a harsh shove to put some distance between them. He fit militant authority well. His voice could rise to a commanding roar and he had the posture of a young gun on the verge of a fight. That aggressiveness had separated him from the followers. It was how he came to command a squad of nine of the best for special operations.

“I ain’t askin’— FALL BACK!”

He didn’t have to. It was purely an act of hostility in the way he shoved past Seed with a shoulder barge meant to knock him again. In that same stride he dug out his compass with a glare intending to look it over.

loqis​:

Loqi could only press his lips to a thin dissatisfied line at this and give Millie the most ‘seriously?’-look he could muster.

So, she was ready to set off a bomb with Jacob. Big guy was nuts, really. But somehow both his sister and Millie loved that guy. Weird. But couldn’t be helped. Loqi could imagine that to blow up, though. Aerith had warned him to not mention Jacob’s family. He hated that topic and avoided it at all cost. And now Millie had not only dug deeper, she had drilled a tunnel system right beneath Jacob.

Oh, this would be glorious.

Okay, help. She wanted help. Shaking his thoughts off, Loqi focused on the task at hand. She wanted a bodyguard with a gun. Jesus Christ… she really was serious about this, but at least she wasn’t dumb. She knew these psychos could become a problem.

Loqi puckered his lips, before sitting up straighter and almost chirping his answer with pride.

“Well, I mean, I am in the army, too. I know how to protect and how to wield a few guns, so…”

Mainly he was an engineer, didn’t mean shooting-training had passed by him. And Loqi was quite passable with it. In a country like this you had to be anyway.

“Might not be beefy and 2 meters tall, but hey, you’d be ensured I don’t run off without you.”

And it would ensure he knew what happened to her… and maybe, maybe she needed someone to hold her back from certain dangers at times…

Loqi’s response gave her reason to pause.

The most she expected was for him to back off a little. Maybe throw in some sarcastic comment about her dragging her own brother or Jason along for a roadtrip since Jacob was off the table. Even more than that, she expected him to try and coax the conversation in a different direction, to make her drop the topic and push down the problems she was on the verge of causing to be dealt with another time, another day.

Instead Millie was genuinely shocked. “You’d do that... for me?”

She wasn’t trying to sound ungrateful. Far from it. She knew Loqi’s offer wasn’t made lightly, cemented with the comment he wouldn’t run off without her.

It went above and beyond what she ever could have expected. Sure, they had been dancing around an interest in one other. Blatantly flirting and testing the waters. Though this? It was far more than any other guy in her life would have offered.

In a sudden shift Millie turned her body and reached to wrap her arms around Loqi in a squeezing hug. Her chin tucked over his shoulder and she held close like that for a few moments longer.

When she finally pulled back, she wore a brilliant smile. “Aja aja, fighting!” she cheered with an accompanying fist pump. “You have to cheer it with me to give it more meaning. Never give up, never stop fighting...” her fist raised a little, eyeing Loqi meaningfully as she readied another cheer. “Aja aja fighting!”