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i spent a whole day watching this amazing pokemon tabletop rpg from theloadingcrew yt channel… please watch it its honestly amazing its only 12 episode and i have no words for how much i love it… so much so im working on fanarts of the main characters……..please

My bf and I are watching the show Troy on netflix. There’s a scene (spoilers but like it’s episode 2 so??) where a king kills his own daughter to appease the gods. My boyfriend asked if I would sacrifice him if it meant saving the world and I said no because I wouldn’t want to live in a world without him.

Am I smooth as fuck or what y’all

In an alleyway, the sound of metal hitting wood sang loudly.  Listening to intense music, racing strings, harsh horns and deep notes rushing the tempo, Souji let it all out, the wooden light pole his opponent… and it didn’t stand a chance.  

His face was a mixture of rage and elation, an excruciating need to be exhausted sated by this unprecedented feat of self control.  He truly felt in a dangerous mood, but was conscious enough to understand that his control wouldn’t stop with an opponent knocked out.  So tonight, with only the moonlight and the half drunk bottle of bourbon as his audience, he fought an opponent that couldn’t go down.  

Ahhh but he loved it… each ring of metal against wood sent shivers down his spine, the recoil, finally an opponent he couldn’t break… something he could unleash all his frustration on without worrying about anything….

His arms were growing sore, the impact and reverberation up the limbs making it tingle some.  His breath was labored, his panting accented with each soft yell he gave as he ferociously attached the pole.  He had to use more force than normal to keep the pole from bouncing back to his face.

He and pole could go on forever it seemed… but the pole… Even metal had it’s limits.  It started pending, warping, and soon enough he couldn’t use it anymore… but by that time he was exhausted, and he collapsed against the wood, a smile of satisfaction on his face.  “T-there… finally… I feel better…”