Spent Brass

curiously-chamomile-queer:

blckhrt141:

overland-frost:

You’re much stronger than you think you are

I’m never gonna pass off the chance to reblog this because hell, sometimes knowing that some one fictional will be there in times like there really does help.

This makes me love Superman even more.

I prefer Michael Straczynski take on a similar scene

Superman: A being capable of moving the heavens and Earth itself, will always take the time to let you just how important you really are

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celer-et-audax:

CANSOFCOM (Canadian Special Operations Forces Command) in an air assault exercise. 

The Canadian Special Operations Forces Command (CANSOFCOM) is a high readiness organization, ready to deploy Special Operations Forces on very short notice to protect Canada and Canadians from threats to the national interest at home and abroad.

CANSOFCOM is organized into a headquarters element and four units: Joint Task Force 2 (JTF 2); the Canadian Special Operations Regiment (CSOR); 427 Special Operations Aviation Squadron (SOAS); and, the Canadian Joint Incident Response Unit — Chemical, Biological, Radiological and Nuclear (CJIRU-CBRN).

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Mad Max: Fury Road Official Comic-Con Trailer (2014)

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carpe-diem-rah:

armedplatypus:

mrmanager:

It’s a CATegory 4 kaiju!!!

Goddamn you!

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chlonut:

roadxzombie:

unbelievable-facts:

The rest of his life story is actually even more badass,

if you can believe it. After the war, Lucas went home and fulfilled his promise to his mother to finish school, attending his first day of Ninth Grade with his Medal of Honor around his neck. He finished college, went on a USO speaking tour, was married three times, survived his second wife’s attempt to hire a hitman to murder him (she hadn’t got the message from the Japanese that this guy was impervious to conventional weapons), and then, at age 40, decided to get over his fear of heights by enlisting in the 82nd Airborne as a paratrooper. On his first training jump, both parachutes failed to open. As his team leader astutely pointed out, “Jack was the last one out of the plane and the first one on the ground.” He fell 3,500 feet through the air without a parachute. He attempted a badass commando roll just as he was about to splat on the earth Wile E. Coyote style. He not only lived, he walked away unscathed. Two weeks later, he was back in the plane on his second training jump. That one went better. Four years later he finished his tour as a Captain in the 82nd Airborne Division. His adventures in miraculously surviving death now complete, ran a successful business selling beef to people outside Washington, DC, wrote an appropriately-named autobiography titled Indestructible, met every president from Truman to Clinton, had his original Medal of Honor citation laid out in the hull of the USS Iwo Jima, and died in 2008 at the age of 80. From cancer, of all things

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Is this for real? Motherfucker survived a 3500 foot drop and people still don’t think superheroes are real

The real Captain America 

chlonut:

roadxzombie:

unbelievable-facts:

The rest of his life story is actually even more badass,

if you can believe it. After the war, Lucas went home and fulfilled his promise to his mother to finish school, attending his first day of Ninth Grade with his Medal of Honor around his neck. He finished college, went on a USO speaking tour, was married three times, survived his second wife’s attempt to hire a hitman to murder him (she hadn’t got the message from the Japanese that this guy was impervious to conventional weapons), and then, at age 40, decided to get over his fear of heights by enlisting in the 82nd Airborne as a paratrooper. On his first training jump, both parachutes failed to open. As his team leader astutely pointed out, “Jack was the last one out of the plane and the first one on the ground.” He fell 3,500 feet through the air without a parachute. He attempted a badass commando roll just as he was about to splat on the earth Wile E. Coyote style. He not only lived, he walked away unscathed. Two weeks later, he was back in the plane on his second training jump. That one went better. Four years later he finished his tour as a Captain in the 82nd Airborne Division. His adventures in miraculously surviving death now complete, ran a successful business selling beef to people outside Washington, DC, wrote an appropriately-named autobiography titled Indestructible, met every president from Truman to Clinton, had his original Medal of Honor citation laid out in the hull of the USS Iwo Jima, and died in 2008 at the age of 80. From cancer, of all things

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Is this for real? Motherfucker survived a 3500 foot drop and people still don’t think superheroes are real

The real Captain America 

(Source: Wikipedia, via itsramez)

linxspiration:

Mad Max: Fury Road.

TOM HARDY IS MAD MAX THIS LOOKS SO FUCKING COOL SHITTING A BRICK OVER HERE

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Many Ladies wear it this way

(Source: rhaenys-targaryenn, via psihoaktiv)

themobilemovement:

Text this so that your “hey” isn’t so boring

8==D~~~~~~~

themobilemovement:

Text this so that your “hey” isn’t so boring

8==D~~~~~~~

sonicbny:

becausejensenackless:

5sosexiness:

leander-ligo:

lordthundercox:

Yes, it does.

Guys get morning wood because our bladders fill up during the night and begin to press against our prostate, causing arousal. Our dicks don’t just feel the sun coming up and think “My time has come”

"My time has come" whispered the penis as the sun slowly rose in the east.

I will never look at morning wood the same way ever again.

Long before bedside alarm clocks were invented, penises evolved to act as rudimentary sundials.

sonicbny:

becausejensenackless:

5sosexiness:

leander-ligo:

lordthundercox:

Yes, it does.

Guys get morning wood because our bladders fill up during the night and begin to press against our prostate, causing arousal. Our dicks don’t just feel the sun coming up and think “My time has come”

"My time has come" whispered the penis as the sun slowly rose in the east.

I will never look at morning wood the same way ever again.

Long before bedside alarm clocks were invented, penises evolved to act as rudimentary sundials.

(Source: iraffiruse, via missbloosky)