enter guys!

I decimated this village days ago! Just for you…

If you are or know anyone who is at an airport:

DO NOT GIVE UP YOUR GREENCARD OR OTHER PAPERS! YOU WILL NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO DEMAND THEM BACK.

DO NOT SIGN FORM I-407! YOU WOULD BE WILLINGLY ABANDONING YOUR PERMANENT RESIDENCY STATUS.

TRUST NO IMMIGRATION OFFICER OR ENFORCER.


ACLU HAS SENT OUT LAWYERS. MAKE SURE YOU GET ONE.

Please protect yourself.

EDIT: Also, if you’re a green card resident who is a citizen of or from IRAN, IRAQ, LIBYA, SOMALIA, SUDAN, SYRIA, OR YEMEN:

Please make sure you DO NOT LEAVE THE UNITED STATES UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. YOU WILL NOT BE PERMITTED TO RE-ENTER THE COUNTRY.

In which we go to rescue the rogue's long lost girlfiend...

DM: You guys enter the back room to the warehouse filled with corpses and find a strange lab. Upon the center table is Maldrich’s (Rogue) missing girlfriend. She is currently in a cycle of waking up, screaming, and passing out again.

Rogue: I run up to her and try to snap her out of it.

DM: She shows no response to outside stimuli.

Cleric: I try and identify whats wrong with her.

(Rolls 18)

DM: You determine that she isn’t passing out but dying and reviving constantly. You cannot figure out the spell that is causing this as it seems to be an amalgamation of spells. Needless to say, she is in a unbearable amount of pain as she basically suffers massive organ failure without pause.

Rogue: Oh my god is there anything I can do?!

Cleric: Let me try. I use dispel on her.

DM: Okay roll.

(Rolls 1)

Cleric: Oops…

DM: She blows up.

Rogue: WHAT THE FUCK?

Cleric: That wasn’t supposed to happen…

Rogue: What kinda fumble chart do you use that ends with my girlfriend blowing up?!

DM (laughing): Well, uh, mine.

Fighter (to rogue): Shit man that sucks, I’m sorry. You’re girlfriend was like…a real bombshell…

Rogue: DO NOT.

Say It (Jungkook/Reader)

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut - Inspired by a fic written by Admin JP + Say It by Tory Lanez.

Words: 7.2K+

Author: Admin Kaycie

Summary: Honesty was a trait you had always prided yourself in being strong in possession of, something your friends and fans all admired you for; so the day you announced you did not like Jeon Jungkook, they knew your words were true.

Tags: Dance room rendezvous, slow and sensual sex against the dance studio mirror wall, etc. 


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1k celebration!

hey guys! I know I haven’t hit 1k yet, but it’s within reach, and because of that, I’m going to be doing something extra special! I have decided to do a “giveaway sweepstakes” of sorts, so here’s the gist of it: I have multiple prizes for you guys to win, and I will pick a 25 lucky winners (completely by random chance) for each prize!

to enter you all you have to do is

  • be following me
  • reblog this post

and that’s it!

I will randomly select winners for each prize listed below!

a personalized multi-part fic with the character of your choice (one winner)

a ship + headcanon/imagine + moodboard (three winners)

a personalized imagine with the character of your choice (five winners)

a ship + headcanon/imagine (six winners)

a ship + moodboard (ten winners)

tags to gain attention below the cut

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fun sparta fact of today

in case you thought sparta had no flair for the dramatic, keep in mind they were banned from the olympics in 420 for political reasons… but some guy entered his four horse chariot anyway under an assumed name and then made a big show of throwing off his disguise when he won and claimed his prize as a spartan

then the judges disqualified him and also had him whipped which is one exception to the rule that corporal punishment is for slaves only

In hogwarts guys can’t enter girls dorms bc the stairs turns into some slide for them or smth right? Well Imagine

A trans boy sliding of and then really realising

A trans girl being able to walk the stairs and everyone else just …

A genderfluid person sliding of and their friend goes “it’s one of those days huh”

An agender person and the stairs to the boys dorm turns into a slide too so they’re stuck in the common room

Thank you @jk-destroyed-our-best-gay-ships for coming up with the last one

Everything’s Better with a Beard

Steve x Reader
Smut
WC: 1889
Warnings: Swear words, masturbation, oral sex
Summary: Reader has a crush on Cap and wonders what he would look (and feel!) like with a beard…
AN: I feel like I haven’t been giving Steve enough love lately plus with all the commotion about Cap with a beard, I had to give this a go. Though I will admit, everything is better with a beard…Also, I’m kinda wordy…sorry


It was one of those nights where just the girls were hanging out. It was a rare opportunity and a nice feeling, You were all at various levels of intoxication sitting together around the living room area and conversation flowed as easily as the wine.

“You know, we probably should have made more snacks,” mused Pepper, always looking out for everyone.

Maria and Natasha snorted, “Please,” replied Natasha, “Eating just means less room for wine!” She raised her glass in a toast, “To us!”

Everyone cheered.

“Ugh, what’s with this lumberjack look?” commented Maria, while flipping through the pages of a magazine. “Whatever happened to clean shaven, respectable looking men?”

“Now now,” Pepper scolded her, “Goatees are pretty sexy,” she smirked.

“That’s because a goatee is groomed, but a beard? Yuck,” Maria retorted.

“I don’t know,” you chimed in. “I’m of the personal philosophy that a beard makes everything better.”

Natasha nodded in agreement. “I think some men just suit beards… Though I suppose the true test is if they look good with a beard and without one.”

Maria disagreed, “But beard burn? Eww. I’m a grown-ass lady. I don’t need evidence of my necking.”

You laughed at her, “First of all, how old are you? Who says necking? Secondly, I dunno… there’s something about the roughness of it… All scratchy and manly.” You could feel yourself blushing, as if you had said too much.

Just then, the guys entered the room. You were fairly certain that they hadn’t heard any of the previous conversation. You took a long swallow of your drink, hoping it would cool you off.

The topic of conversation turned to the upcoming mission. You were one of the two remaining behind as your particular skills weren’t needed so you didn’t really pay attention to the conversation. Instead, you casually observed your friends, one in particular, until Natasha elbowed you.

“You’re staring,” she muttered to you.

You felt yourself turn red again. Apparently you weren’t as casual as you thought you were.

Leaning into you, she whispered, “I wonder what Cap would look like with a beard.”

You had often wondered the same thing.

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no, he just likes sleeping with his eyes open while sitting up

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hiyo !!! thank u guys sm for supporting me and my art; i recently reached another follower milestone and thought i’d do another small raffle for you guys !!

to enter:

- must be following me
- must reblog (likes don’t count as entries, but you can reblog as many times as you like)
- must have either dms or askbox open!
- if the winner doesn’t reply within 48 hours i’ll have to redraw

i’ll draw a random winner sometime on july 24th (nz time) - thank you again !! <3