I took a history midterm that asked about India’s caste system. I could
not remember it. So I wrote about the Dwarven caste system instead but
(of course) tweaked the wording. I got an 87% on it. I can’t stop
A Bind Rune (Icelandic: bandrún) is created by combining two or more ancient Viking Runes into a single symbol. What this combination is believed to do is create a more powerful Rune, than the individual Runes used to make it. How the Bind Rune is created is very important. Bind Runes should be kept as simple as possible so that each Rune is clearly distinguishable. Using more than five is usually not advisable. When a bind rune is too complex it will be less powerful than a simpler symbol. Bind Runes were rare in Viking days; there are not many examples of the ancient Norse writing them. They became more common among the Scandinavian people later in the Middle Ages.
Words can’t express my feelings right now. Grieving doesn’t seem right as I didn’t know Jay personally, but saying that I feel sorry for all her loved ones doesn’t either because it doesn’t express the sentiment I want to convey. I’ve been around a lot of people who lost a parent either when they were young or just starting adulthood, and I’m still not sure what’s worse. Both are horrible experiences and I can only find gratitude in the fact that Jay raised beautiful children who will support each other through this all. I don’t want to make this a post about “I know what you’re going through.” or anything of that sort.
I only want to say that I respect Jay for all she’s done for her family, and just people in general as she seemed like a wonderful human being, and I respect any decision made by their family no matter what it is. I hope you all find some peace with each other.
I have always wanted to make a wipeout craft but never thought i was anywhere near the skill level to do it, now a few years on and after the sad closure of the studio here is my re imagining of my favorite company AG Systems
Also Dedicated to my dad who has supported me and got me my first play station where i fell in love with the game.
Backstory: The group is playing a 13th Ages based system, and we had a quest to steal a painting from a king’s palace. It was decided that Loki, my character, was to sneak into the treasure room with my Invisibility Cloak while the rest of the party, save for a lawful good man who wanted to party the night away, created a distraction. After sneaking past the guards, I found myself in a maze, confronted by a guard.
Guard: *is standing in a doorway*
Me: *Rolls and misses to stab him in the throat*
Guard: *Looks around* Who’s there! Show yourself!
Me: *rolls to lie and passes with flying colors* I… am a SPOOKY GHOST!
Guard: AHHH, please, don’t kill me!
Me: I will not kill you, mortal, if you guard me to the treasure!
Guard: Okay… follow me.
Guard: What’s your name?
Guard: Wait, Jeff? I had a great grandpa named Jeff!
Me: Guardy? My great grandson!?
Guard: GRANDPA! I can’t believe it’s really you!
Guard: So, where’d you hide the treasure
Me: Well. Death has made me forget many things…
*we get to the treasure*
Guard: I leave you now, Grandpa.
Later, the rest of the group is being chased by the city guard’s trolls through the maze I was in earlier. They bump into Guardy.
Guardy sees the trolls and starts running as well. We meet up and Guardy starts talking to me.
Me: Want to join us, kid?
Guardy: Yes, please!
Rest of the group: Did we just adopt a NPC as a pet?
Tags/Warnings: pwp (literally i didn’t even try?), tianshan, the boys are university age, established traffic light system (green = yes, orange = let’s talk or go slow, red = stop); forced orgasm, come-marking, rimming, blow jobs, deep-throating, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, bareback, aftercare, filthy filthy dirty talk, eeer, face-fucking, come swallowing, i’m so sorry guys
‘You make things ridiculously fucking difficult for me. Yes, mistletoe.’
Guan Shan stared at it, hanging in the doorframe of He Tian’s apartment,
and then he stared at He Tian. The smile was barely there, a ghost of a thing
curved at the corners, settled in the lines of his lower lip. Guan Shan looked
‘Aren’t you going to come in?’ said He Tian. The smile was corporeal
now, and laughter was creeping in.