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Uncle Gerry’s Family Fun Zone

by reddit user Red_Grin

This is a lengthy story but it is worth it:

I didn’t know Will could draw, I remember thinking as my friend’s hand quickly moved across the page. And then I looked more closely at Will’s impromptu sketch, and I immediately regretted it. I tried to unsee it. I shifted my attention to other things around me, anything at all that wasn’t ink on the page: the blur of Will’s hand, the beads of sweat gathering at his temples, the gentle autumn breeze creeping through the crack of the window.

Don’t look at the page. Just don’t look at it.

But I knew I had to. So I looked. And it was worse than I expected. Much worse.

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Love you but I’m leaving

Part 1

Michael Gray x reader

Request: A micheal gray x reader where he absolutely adores her (his wife) but polly doesn’t like her and tries to break them up until she realises how happy the reader makes michael?xx

Note: I got so carried away it will be in two parts now!! 

You are woken up by the sun burning through your window creating a frame of light over your fiance. His strong jaw line clenched and unclenched as he dreamed. You traced his chest with your fingers, his soft skin comforting to touch. You watched him as his eyes flickered open adjusting to his settings, smiling when he saw you staring at him.

“What are you looking at?” he smirked, pulling you closer and turning around to face you. You leaned forward pushing your lips against his as he ran his hands down your back and through your hair. You pulled away slightly as your face rested into a more serious expression.

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Hidden Rooms - Part 2

Part 1 

Jughead has followed a mysterious new girl to a room that provides students with escape. He starts to learn more about the girl to only find himself infatuated with her.

Jughead x Reader

Word Count: 2,578

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It was the final bell and I was off to my locker. As I turned a corner, there she was again. She was leaned up against the wall of lockers and upon seeing me, perked up from her position.

“You knew where my locker was?”, I gave an eyebrow.

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The Spaghetti Incident (Or How Cas Got Banned from the Kitchen)

@thing-you-do-with-that-thing desperately wanted to know the story of the “spaghetti incident” described in The Little Things. So here it is. Can also be read as a stand alone one shot.

Warning: Destiel, smut, rimming, oral sex, humorous cooking situations

Word Count: 1950ish

A/N: I love writing Destiel. So much. Hope you all like this one too.

Cas had done everything right, and he was rather proud of himself, if he was being honest.

Sam was gone for the whole night, promising not to be back before dinner time tomorrow. The table had been covered with an actual tablecloth Cas had splurged on, two candles between the empty plates, waiting to be lit.

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Uncle Gerry’s Family Fun Zone.

I didn’t know Will could draw, I remember thinking as my friend’s hand quickly moved across the page. And then I looked more closely at Will’s impromptu sketch, and I immediately regretted it. I tried to unsee it. I shifted my attention to other things around me, anything at all that wasn’t ink on the page: the blur of Will’s hand, the beads of sweat gathering at his temples, the gentle autumn breeze creeping through the crack of the window.

Don’t look at the page. Just don’t look at it.
But I knew I had to. So I looked. And it was worse than I expected. Much worse.

Will had sketched a near carbon copy of those wartime Uncle Sam posters, except not quite. The suit was there. Bow tie, check. But no Uncle Sam head.
The Uncle Sam body had the head of a goat.

The animal flashed a welcoming, toothy smile. A hoof pointed at me, nearly coming right out of the page. But it didn’t want me to join the U.S. Army. No, this goat-headed creature had something else in mind:
I want your kids.

Under that declaration, in slightly smaller letters, it read: At Uncle Gerry’s Family Fun Zone! Opening soon!

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It’s a horrible picture of a crochet pokemon egg. I’m not sure what I need to do in sewing on the spots where they don’t look like the thing has some weird fungus growing off it (they are too raised for my liking but I followed the directions and did as they said). I think my spot pattern that I picked is also weird. In short, the egg is weird and I don’t know how I feel about it.

It dawned on me while I was putting this together that in the game all the pokemon eggs look the same. I mean, all animals have different looking eggs…but not pokemon. They are weird and confusing like that (Yes, I know, the eggs look different in the series). It still bothers me that the man at the pokemon daycare center has no idea where pokemon eggs come from. You would think by now someone would have told him about the birds, the bees, and the pokemon….

firebirblawyer  asked:

Could you tell me how you are playing AAI2? I REALLY want to play it, but I can't find out how.

DON’T WORRY I CAN HELP

Okay first you need to download an emulator, which basically is an application that allows you to play DS games on your computer. The one I use is DeSmuME, which works really well with AAI2. You can download it here: http://desmume.org/download/

Next, you need a Japanese ROM of the game, which you can get from EmuParadise here: http://www.emuparadise.me/Nintendo_DS_ROMs/Gyakuten_Kenji_2_(J)/138974

Just click that link (it should be orange) that says “download link,” then click the link it takes you to and you should be able to download it from there!

It’ll be in a compressed file, so select everything in that file and click “extract” and move it to an easily accessible place, such as on your desktop

Okay, so now you have the emulator and the game, so all you need to do is patch it!

The patch can be found here: https://gbatemp.net/threads/ace-attorney-investigation-2-prosecutors-path-final-release.367451/

Scroll down to #3, and you can either choose BEAT or Xdelta (I’m pretty sure I did Xdelta)

Just follow the directions below those links for whichever one you choose, and you should be good!

After you’ve got the ROM patched, make sure it ends in .nds and if it doesn’t, just rename the file and type .nds onto the end of the file name (for example, I named mine AAI2.nds ). Now, a bunch of folders should have been created when you downloaded your emulators, such States, Roms, Battery, etc. Move the AAI2 ROM into the Roms folder.

Then you just have to open your emulator, and click on the button in the top left corner that looks like a blue floppy disk. Then, find your Roms folder that the ROM is in, open it, AND PLAY IT

Then, when you want to save, hit the enter button on your keyboard, and save just as you would on your real DS.

Also, just for your convenience, the controls for the emulator are as follows (button on DS —> button on keyboard)

A —> Z

B —> X

Y —> A

X —> S

L —> Q

R —> W

Start —> Enter

Select —> Space

Touchscreen —> Mouse

I don’t really know how good I explained this, so just ask me if you have any more questions!

See, What Had Happened Was...

We all have lessons, ideas, and procedures that ultimately fail. Like, FAIL fail. Big-time, not-even-close, wow-that-was-not-at-all-what-I-intended fail.

And that is a-okay. If you’re a new teacher who’s yet to experience this, don’t get too worried about it. It sucks, yes, and it can be really embarrassing in the moment, but if you don’t dwell on it as permanent pothole in your teacher career, you can be resilient. And one day, you will hopefully be able to look back on it and laugh. And from this self-deprecating laughter can come a beautiful story…called a “See, What Had Happened Was…” story.

“See, What Had Happened Was…” stories are fun to share and compare, and hearing other people’s can make you feel a little better about your own. They’re not long, and you definitely don’t have to defend yourself while telling them – we know. We get it. THINGS HAPPEN. It’s fine. You know better now, and you learned an important lesson…and maybe you can save someone else from having to learn the same lesson the hard way.

Here are some examples from my own experience, just some of many that I could choose from to entertain you with.

See, what had happened was I did not think kindergarteners were THAT into drawing.I was student teaching, following the directions in the math book. The story problem was about kids on a playground. The book said to draw the problem, so I proceeded to instruct the class to draw out ten kids playing on the playground. And they did. With eyes, ears, ponytails, dresses, shoes and shoelaces, playing on slides and swings…times ten. It took forever. I didn’t even have time to finish the lesson. My cooperating teacher threw away the evaluation for that day and let me try again later. Thankfully.

See, what had happened was I didn’t really want to go looking for my class…so I didn’t.My entire 6th grade English class didn’t show up when the bell rang one day. I later found out that they had to stay longer in art to finish a project, but none of them nor their art teacher thought to tell me. So I was just sitting alone in my classroom waiting for the kids to show up, because I didn’t really want to go traipsing around school searching for them. Finally one student came in, but instead of telling me where the others were, he immediately just started crying (which I later found out was because he was failing art)…and THAT is how the principal found me when she came down to my room five minutes later to observe me – sitting at my desk in an empty classroom with a sobbing 11-year-old lying face down on the floor. 

See, what had happened was I was wearing pink underwear. Black dress with white horizontal stripes. Thin material. Thought it was opaque. Wasn’t.

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BAILEY

I shifted around in front of my full length mirror, turning around in all angles to see how well my New Year Eve dress would look on me. A few days had passed, leading to a small close of 2014. This year had seen its worst of times but at the same token, the best of times. However, the bad did outweigh the good. From Riley’s passing, the lack of my father’s presence, the whole ordeal with Ryan and me ultimately getting involved, everything that went down during that period, finding out that Ryan cheated and got the next bitch pregnant and then losing him in the same breath. Lamely put, it was a lot to digest. And I was anxious to leave it in the past where it belonged. But it seemed like the past always seems to find its way in the present.

Shaking my head, I focused my attention back on the task at hand of making sure that I truly enjoyed what I was going to wear for the start of the New Year. I purchased three different dresses, just in case one didn’t work out the way I would have liked for it to. My dress was subject to change but for now, I loved how well it hugged my body and ultimately added to my beauty. I was taken out of my admiration of myself when the vibration of my phone made noise against my dresser. I quickly picked it up to see Adrian’s name flashing across the screen of my phone. I bit my lips to refrain from smiling before sliding my finger across the screen and answering.

It had been days since Adrian and I last seen each other, but that didn’t stop us from talking to one another. It was refreshing to reconnect with him all over again, slowly of course. The only thing that we seem to go back and forth on is Daniel. Like stated before, I didn’t want to string him along because I genuinely believed he was a good person and he done absolutely nothing wrong to me but I didn’t want to let him go either. According to Chance, it seemed like he was my clutch or more so my safety net. I didn’t tell Chance anything about Adrian and I talking again, only to save myself from the talk I know that is bound to happen. As soon as I know where Adrian and I are heading, it would be much easier for me to think clearly on where Daniel and I stood.

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