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Soulmates (Leonard Snart x Reader)

Just a cute little (longish?) fic for my favorite thief!

Trigger Warnings: Abuse, and Swearing

Originally posted by weridght

You didn’t believe in soulmates, well you sort of did, but not really. The whole thought that the words that were etched onto your body somehow meant that you would be together forever was idiotic. While all your friends gushed about how they dreamed of meeting the one, and imagined what they would say when they heard their words, you sat in the back pretending that you didn’t have a clue what they were talking about.

Maybe you would like soulmates more if your parents had worked out, if your father had gone into a drunken stupor and beat your mother so badly she became paralyzed for the rest of your life. Maybe if your mother didn’t keep you awake at night with the tears she didn’t want to shed in front of you the idea of being with someone forever wouldn’t seem so terrifying. Maybe if the words “I ain’t a hero.” weren’t in big block letters over your heart you would believe in fairytale endings and happily ever after.

But that wasn’t your life, that wasn’t your destiny. You would probably end up with someone as drunk and useless as your father, so you put a wall around your heart. You would be ready when you rejected your soulmate and ran away as fast as you could.

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Genderqueer!Joker headcanons because I need to plan for a fic

- the genderqueer flag is literally J’s favourite colours and when he finds this out he’s fucking ecstatic

- J uses he/him pronouns but sometimes he prefers they/them and somehow Damian always knows what ones to use without the clown saying anything

- Bruce always knew J ignored the gender binary (I mean he is the one who pays for all of the clowns make up) but he was heartbroken at how scared J was when he came out. Bruce 100% wanted his clown to know he’s loved and even helped him dye his hair 1/3 white and 1/3 purple for a pride parade

- (J was scared of coming out because he know Bruce already puts up with so much of his shit and he didn’t want his gender to be another burden)

- J grows his hair out a little until it’s just above his shoulders. Bruce fucking loves it. The clown lets Stephanie braid his hair a lot (Dick helps sometimes too)

- joker is a clothes stealer and nine times out of ten when he’s missing he’s later found in one of the bedrooms wearing one of Bruce’s giant jumpers and a skirt that Babs lost at least a month ago

- eventually people take the hint and start buying J dresses and skirts for Christmas as well fancy suits and ties (Bruce buys him jumpers too but the clown still insists on wearing his batsy’s clothes)

- J’s lucky in that he doesn’t often get dysphoric but when he does, it’s like all hell breaks loose. Clothing and makeup stores get robbed for every last item and the manor’s master bathroom becomes a mess of makeup products and smashed mirrors (Bruce always manages to calm his clown down with hot cocoa and a movie night - at which J always ends up crying because his boyfriend is so accepting)

Leading Suspects

Summary: When an old friend in need reaches out to Katniss, she returns to the small town she swore she’d never set foot in again. Help Madge and then leave, she decides. But a murder investigation and one sheriff with stupid blue eyes and dimples all conspire to keep her where she thought she’d never want to be.

WARNINGS: RATED E for mentions of domestic abuse, character death, mild language to include racial slurs, an obscene love affair with coffee, and explicit sexual content.

This piece was lovingly crafted for my dear friend and beta, @peetabreadgirl, to celebrate her birthday. It’s based on a book I recently read and immediately had to Everlark because…well you’ll see. The book is Jed Had to Die by Tara Sevic. I am neither Tara Sevic nor Suzanne Collins and thus technically do not own the basic storyline or the characters. This is pure fun. Also, it’s multi-chapter, but they will be significantly shorter than my chapters usually are. Enjoy! Love you, PBJ! <3



There are few things a woman wouldn’t do for her one true love in this life. Maim, murder, wreck, and ruin. Because we all know that your one true love is reserved for that singular soul who inspires your heart and then protects it. Strong, dependable, forgiving, amazing. These are the qualities that garner affection. Especially at times when your love reliably comes through to rescue you from a horrible day. Enter Theo.

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Mad King’s Clock Tower

So, it’s kind of common knowledge that the Clock Tower is one of the hardest jumping puzzles in the game. And in the past when I tried it I was lucky if I got 2 complete runs in during the 15 minute sessions that you get access to the jumping puzzle. 

This year, however, I tried a few new tricks and they’ve helped me out a lot.

5 successful CT runs in 15 minutes. You don’t even know how amazed I was that it happened, and happened fairly consistently.

So, in the interests of lessening everyone’s pain, I’d like to share some tips.

1. Turn on your action camera. It’s pretty useless for actual combat, but the action camera is a godsend when you need to navigate small, twisty areas. It’s also really helpful if your mouse is slowly giving up and doesn’t let you control your camera all that well. 

2. Pick a character of the race you are most comfortable jumping with. For me this ended up being a sylvari, others might prefer humans or norn or asura or even charr. Pick whatever you find easiest to control in fast, tight maneuvering areas.

3. Turn down your settings. I saw plenty of players getting eliminated at the start because they were stuck in the loading screen. Turn down as many settings as you can to make sure things load fast enough.

4. Slim down your character. If you’ve got a giant skirt or coat on, or some very bulky wings, hide the appearance of them, or take them off. Run the puzzle naked if you want to. Just don’t block your own view of where you’re trying to go.

5. There’s 2 kinds of jumps in gw2, and they depend on the order you hit your keys in. If you hit your jump button before your directional button, you’re going to jump higher rather than farther. If you’re moving in a direction and then hit jump, you’re going to jump farther rather than higher. If you need to go a short, precise distance, jump first before you move so you don’t get stuck on things. 

6. Aim for the smoothest areas. If a surface looks to have lots of bits and pieces there’s a chance you’ll get caught on them and it’ll eat up your time and get you stuck in the green goo. Try to keep to the smoothest, largest areas. Jump around or over the smaller, bumpier areas. If you can cover an area with 6 small jumps or one large one, go for the large jump. It’s less time consuming and you’re less likely to miss a step and get stuck.

This is all I can think of for now! I hope it helps anyone struggling with the jp! Good luck, and Happy Halloween!

FMA Mulan Fusion feat. Trans Woman Ed

so there’s a war. there’s always a war, now. say it’s the ishvalan war, except this time there’s nothomonculus, no country destroying plans, no dwarf in the flask. just a power hungry, racist ruler who doesn’t know when to quit. that also means there’s no philospher’s stone, so this isn’t a war easily won.

the east is dangerous, resembool is a dangerous place. and the elrics and rockbells, they’re dangerous too. winry continues her parents work, does what she knows they must of have done, and protects isvalans. heals the wounded, hides them and shelters them. and of course al and ed find out, and they help. of course they help, her two best friends.

and ed’s a girl. she goes by ed, it’s short for eden (trisha helped her pick it out when she was five). winry provides her with hormones so her body looks like eden wants it to, and she has a penis but tbh that doesn’t phase her much, because she’s a women so it’s a woman’s penis and that’s that. her and winry are best friends, and the cutest girls in the village. al gets in the habit of punching a lot of guys who try hitting on them, not because winry and ed aren’t more than capable of defending themselves, but because it’s kinda fun and they both ruffle his hair after. so these three children are doing everything they can to help stop a big war.

but then there’s a draft. a man from each household across amestris must join the military, and if a woman from the household has already enlisted it doesn’t count towards the draft. the draft is for men only. and the rockbells have no men, they are exempt. but the elric’s have one - alphonse. and they’re all devestated, and edward and winry are furious. if there’s anyone less qualified to be a soldier, they don’t know it. and it’s ed that comes up with a plan, and she ropes winry into it, of course. that’s what best friends do.

ed’s going to disguise herself as a man and answers the draft in her brother’s stead. “you have breasts, eden,” winry tries to argue when ed brings it up, fists clenched at her side because this war just keeps fucking taking from her, and she’s sick of it. “yeah, well, i also have a penis, so im pretty sure i’ll get away with it,” ed returns, smirking to hide the fact that pretending to be a boy when she’s a girl is going to kill her, slowly and completely, but it’s for al. there’s nothing she wouldn’t do for her brother.

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I was rereading The Lynburn Legacy last week and I kept noticing all of Kami’s descriptions of her clothes… All of these are (at least partly) described in the books. ft. Jared’s jacket. separate images on my art blogsociety6 

(also partly inspired by walkingnorth‘s fashionable fictional character thing :))

What Comes Next? Countdown (King George III x Reader

Hi! So my friend @johnny-laurens-turtles and I decided to team up and write a soulmate AU with our problematic fave King George! (There are so many parts I’m sorry)

Pairing: King George X Reader w/ brother! Alex

Triggers: none?

Prompts: Soulmate AU where you switch bodies with your soulmate on New Years after your 22nd birthday

Word count: 2106


“Your majesty we made the decision of you staying in tonight and not going out for New Years we don’t know what could happen.” One of the court informed George.

He rolled his eyes, and kept heading for the doors of the castle. “I know that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision, I have elected to ignore it.”


“(Y/N) come on we don’t wanna be late for the ball!” Your brother Alex shouted at you. New Years was always an anxious time, and the fact that Alex was forcing you to go to the Schuyler sisters ball did not bode well with your nerves. You looked in the mirror at your (f/c) dress and took deep breaths. Maybe it won’t happen this year, you told yourself, but you couldn’t help but worry about you possibly waking up in your soulmates body.

“(Y/N) come on! The general is going to be there and I wanna make a good impression!” You had to stop yourself from rolling your eyes at your brothers eagerness.

“Calm yourself Alex, it is only a short carriage ride away! Now come help me with my shoes I can’t see over this giant skirt.”


King George walked out of the back of the palace where all the deliveries came into and he sauntered into the main city where a festival was being held. Gratefully nobody recognized him as the King of their great nation as he pushed his way through the crowd. Music played from the middle of the plaza and was loud enough to be heard over the chatter.

He made his way past a bar where are the festival goers seemed to get their drinks. He heard a commotion from inside and decided to look into it.

George walked inside as someone ran out yelling: “THE COUNTDOWN IS COMING THE COUNTDOWN IS COMING!”

“Countdown? Excuse me miss what is the countdown?” George asked a random woman in the bar.

“You’ll find out handsome..” The woman slurred. “I hope I get paired with you…”

“Paired? What?” Before he could ask any more questions chanting started in the bar and in the square.


It seemed like it was coming from everywhere.



Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to go out tonight.








The music stopped.


Your legs felt like jelly from all the dancing. Countless suitors talked about them being your soulmate, but you knew they weren’t. Your brother told you the story of when he and his soulmate, Eliza Schuyler, switched bodies. You were mesmerized and horrified of the thought of waking up in another body, and with the revolution stirring you couldn’t help but worry as to who your soulmate was, and if they could possibly die in the war, or even worse, they were already dead.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when your soon to be sister in law Eliza grabbed you by the forearm,

“C'mon (Y/N), the countdown is starting, don’t you want to be with everyone to ring in the new year?” You wanted to tell her about your worries, but you felt foolish, so you kept it to yourself and hoped that your soulmate wouldn’t make a fool in front of your friends.

You and Eliza made it back into the grand ballroom right as the countdown began.




Suddenly you weren’t feeling so well…



You felt eyes on the back of your neck, was it those suitors hoping to wake up in your body in a matter of moments? Maybe it was just nerves…




“Eliza I don’t feel so well…”



Everything was silent. No cheers were heard, and you felt like a feather. It was happening. You were going to find your soulmate.


A different song was playing this on. More sped up and in beat with the changers of a different group.

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!!” They yelled while someone said something else in the King’s ear.

“(Y/N)! Are you okay?! Do I need to get Alex?” A beautiful woman was yelling over the crowd. Her face was right over George’s face and he scooted away feeling heavier fabric then he was wearing only seconds earlier.

Realizing he was sitting in the ground he started to sit up with the girls help. Seeing what he was wearing made him scream, but it wasn’t his scream so he screamed again.

He was wearing a dress!

A bloody dress!

George looked over himself in horror. His (s/c) hands were smaller than he remembered, and he had…

He had breasts!

Nice ones.

“Wait! When did I get breasts?!” He exclaimed in shock and a few people looked at him weird. George noticed his voice wasn’t the same as well.

Eliza looked at her best friend who on the inside was King George himself, but she didn’t know that. “I’m getting Alexander.”


After the numbness faded away and you slowly regained your vision, you noticed you were somewhere far, far away from home. Over all the cheering, you heard unfamiliar music flowing around you. You relished the moment for as long as you could until you realized there was work to be done. You had no idea where you were, or whose body you were currently occupying. As the crowds started to diminish you found yourself standing alone looking like a fool.

“Think, (Y/N), think! Where would I go to find out where I am?” You said to yourself, and of course the most logical yet stupidest solution came to mind.

The bar.

As you walked towards what you thought was the direction of the nearest tavern. You felt eyes on your back, quickly looking back you felt your heart stop. You were met with a group of redcoats. You suddenly turned back and quickened your pace, because who knew if your soulmate was on the run or not.

Then you saw more of them, as you got closer to the center of the town, groups of ten or more were showing up, all speaking of the war and how the Americans were just going through a phase and King George will win the colonies back.

“Where in the colonies am I? Georgia? Maybe even South Carolina?” You thought to yourself. Yet you couldn’t be prepared for what happened next.


As soon as the woman left to get this Alexander character, King George stood up and started walking away. When he turned around many men stood there.


“My love!”

“Did it happen?”

“I told you we were soulmates!”

Were all the things that George heard as he was crowded by the men.

As they closed in on him, he stood tall and said: “Step away peasants!”

He tried to push through the men with little success, whoever’s body this was, wasn’t as strong as he was.

“Y/N!” A voice rang over the others. “Move out of my way!”

An arm reached out through the crowd and pulled the body from the crowd.

“Ow! Remove your hands from me!” George pulled the arm away from the man’s grip.

“Sorry, sis…” The same voice apologized.

“Sis? Who do you think I-” George looked up and saw in front of him General George Washington, a short guy with shoulder length brown hair, and the woman from earlier.

He looked around the room for the first time to see men in Blue coats toasting and dancing with women. He looked back towards the General and the others.

“I’m not in England anymore..” George whispered under his breath.


Well, you had to find out who your soulmate was at some point, but this was not the way you wanted it to happen…..

Three guards in redcoats approached your being with a look of relief written on their faces.

“Your Highness! There you are, we’ve been looking everywhere for you!” One of the men said. Wait. Hold on, Highness? Is that what he said? That can’t be right, if your soulmate was referred to as “your highness” that must mean…

“Oh shit. Alexander is going to kill me when I have my body back.” Your soulmate just had to be THE King of England, the very person who you were supposed to hate. The one who sent battalions out to kill the people you cared about to regain control of the colonies. You couldn’t help but think as to how George was faring in America, especially when you remembered the general was present.

“My King, are you alright? Are you hurt?” The guardsman brought you back from your daze. Nobody could know that the king wasn’t in fact the King, at least not at this moment. You had to do your best to act like royalty. This should be fun.

“Yes, I am perfectly fine, I merely went out to get some fresh air, then admire my people and their celebrations. I will be getting back to the castle now. Thank you.” Walking off as you said that, leaving the guardsmen utterly confused.

“Thank you?!? What were you thinking (Y/N)?” A voice that was definitely not yours, yet came out of your mouth, angrily whispered.

“I could get used to this voice….”

Snap out of it. You still have work to do. You’ve found out who your soulmate was, now it’s time to leave clues for him before the 24 hours were up. First, however, you had to get back to the castle and pray George didn’t piss anyone off beforehand.

Thankfully, you managed to sneak into the vast castle without anyone important hounding you, and every time you saw a guard you simply ignored their presence, as you assumed a King would do. You found your way to a library, not daring to try to make your way to the King’s chambers. You quickly and quietly grabbed a quill and some parchment to write down some basic information that you hope would aid him in finding you.

’(Y/N) Hamilton, New York City.’

You folded the parchment and then stick it into your pockets, praying he’ll discover it.


(A/N- Can I get a steak and cheese with lettuce.. yeah yeah just the usual and OMG THIS IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE SORRY SORRY)

George looked from to the small man he now knew as Alexander Hamilton, and his court, Elizabeth.

“I’m sorry, a soul-what?” George raised an eyebrow at the accusations that the two were telling him.

“A soulmate.” Alex corrected.

“Once a year, at midnight during New Years after you 22nd birthday, you and you soulmate switch.. well.. souls!” Eliza explained again.

“It’s how me and Eliza met as well as George and Martha.” Alex said also motioning to the couple next to us.

“And you’re telling me there’s no kind of sorcery or witchcraft involved in this?” George asked skeptical

“Not that we know of.” George answered.

King George nodded his head.

After a few minutes of silence.

“Are you okay now?” Eliza said slowly.

“No, I’m not okay! One minute I’m in a bar in England surrounded by my subjects, the next I’m in a woman’s body! A woman’s body complete with heavy breast and a corset, and this thing is so damn tight that I swear I’m going to pass out any minute! I applaud you women for being able to endure this torture!” George ranted.

“Thank-” Eliza was cut off.

“Did you say subjects?” George leaned forward.

George’s eyes widened, “No…”

“Who exactly are you, again?” George asked with a concerned look on his face.

Surrounded by colonials, George really did not want to reveal his identity, but then again this wasn’t his body, so maybe it would be okay…

“I am the King-”

Alexander didn’t think and reflexively reached out and punched George straight in the face, forgetting that it wasn’t actually him but his sister, Y/N.

At that moment, Alex’s three closest friends were walking up to them.

“Merde!” Lafayette exclaimed.

“Holy-” Laurens’ hand traveled to his mouth to stop the string of curses.

“Damn, man that’s your sister for Christ’s sake!” Hercules looked purely horrified.

Eliza, Martha, Washington, and Alex all stood in shock and looked at George to see if he was alright.

George turned back to to the group unfazed. Not a single tear. Yet, a redness had already started to form where Alex had hit and everyone could tell that there was going to be a big bruise later.

“What happened?” George didn’t feel a thing. (Y/N) on the other hand…

thoughts inspired by offbrand costumes at Halloween shops: the mcu in universe must have cheap knock off products with superhero mascots like “America Man” and “Green Giant” that just technically skirt copyright, and then I thought about an offbrand lunchables with an offbrand Black Panther logo, and then I had my final thought which was one of pure joy picturing T’Challa wandering away from the plotline of Infinity Wars and into a convenience store where he buys a Kitty Kat Snack Attack!! snack pack which has a very bad drawing of his costume on the packaging and what can only be described as the saddest meat and cheese bits T’Challa has ever willing consumed 


Day 292/365: October 19th 2017 | All Black Aesthetic

These pictures are literally 17MP after cropping but less than 1MB large because the entire picture is just black and white LMFAJSFJKSF. Anyway, we watched Memento in neurobio LOL. My prof deadass did not show up ???? And he had the DVDs….. so our TA had to stream it =_=“ ANYWAY the movie really fucked me up jdfskjdg I spent 2 hours after school looking at analyses……….. Also, I got my marks back for my Ergonomics midterm and my Earth science midterm…….. I can finally breathe again. 

What Comes Next: Countdown [1] (King George X Reader)

Hey! This is a new series… Peggy: I accidentally deleted this part so I’m reposting it…. Read away!

Paring: King George X Reader w/ brother! Alex

Triggers: Cursing? Idk

Prompts: Soulmate AU! where you switch bodies with your soulmate on New Years after your 22nd birthday

Word Count: 1432

Switched (2)-  Awake (3)


“Your majesty we made the decision of you staying in tonight and not going out for New Years we don’t know what could happen.” One of the court informed George.

He rolled his eyes, and kept heading for the doors of the castle. “I know that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision, I have elected to ignore it.”


“(Y/N) come on we don’t wanna be late for the ball!” Your brother Alex shouted at you. New Years was always an anxious time, and the fact that Alex was forcing you to go to the Schuyler sisters ball did not bode well with your nerves. You looked in the mirror at your (f/c) dress and took deep breaths. Maybe it won’t happen this year, you told yourself, but you couldn’t help but worry about you possibly waking up in your soulmates body.

    “(Y/N) come on! The general is going to be there and I wanna make a good impression!” You had to stop yourself from rolling your eyes at your brothers eagerness.

“Calm yourself Alex, it is only a short carriage ride away! Now come help me with my shoes I can’t see over this giant skirt.”


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allsortsofsmeg  asked:

To wind Rimmer up, Lister mucks with his projection and puts him in a ballgown. Refusing to rise to the bait, Rimmer keeps it on, and Lister finds himself hopelessly (and surprisingly) aroused. :-D

There it is, he decided, a wide smile creasing his face as he scrolled past the hideousness, then came back to it, studying the folds and shimmer in detail. That’ll fix him.

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anonymous asked:

how the hell does one use a sewing machine? like the basics? I want to start using it but I'm kind of scared of it tbh

I’m probably not the best person to ask about technical stuff, because I still consider myself a novice sewer and I only just got over the fear of my machine myself. I’ve learned with a combination of youtube videos, the instruction book that came with my machine, and a very nice friend sitting me down and literally watching me sew on scrap pieces and showing me how to tread it and what buttons to push and reminding me that it will not kill me. For me, learning from someone and watching people do it is the most helpful. I know Joann and other craft stores often have $20 beginner lessons, so I’d recommend looking into a couple of classes at your local store to get some hands on experience. Having someone next to me who could instantly correct me if I was wrong and tell me I was doing well when I was right was really helpful for me and made me less scared of sewing. 

Beyond that, the only things I feel qualified to tell someone else about sewing are pep talk-y stuff - You will get better and faster as you go. You will probably get frustrated at first but if you push past that and don’t allow yourself to give up, you will get it. It’s ok to have to check your instruction book constantly to remember how to thread the machine. It’s ok to cry if your thread runs out and you didn’t notice it until after you were done sewing a giant skirt. It’s pretty hard to hurt yourself with your machine. You don’t need most of the buttons on your machine to learn basic sewing, so don’t be intimidated by them. Name your machine so you have something to yell at when you’re frustrated.  

What NOT to do at a convention (add more!)

1. Ask a Hatsune Miku cosplayer what anime she’s from

2. Go up to a Deadpool and yell “SPIDERMAN!!!”

3. Go to the artists’ alley and give everyone “constructive criticism” on their work

4. In the dealer’s hall, give public lectures on the global economic crisis

5. Start a literal street fight with a Street Fighter cosplayer

6. Jump up onstage at a panel and give all of your favorite voice actors an unwanted, sweaty hug. Then make everyone do a group hug.

7. Ask panel guests questions about things they haven’t done. For example: “Hi, Rebecca Sugar!! What was it like to work on Transformers with Michael Bay?”

8. Ask a convention guest to autograph your left butt cheek

9. Play with people’s perfectly-styled wigs

10. Steal stuff, and if you get caught say “sorry, I’m just trying to get into character for my Aladdin cosplay”

11. Go completely naked and say it’s a titan cosplay from Attack on Titan

12. Cosplay as a made-up character, and when people ask who you are get all offended

13. Pretend to be one of the con staff, and don’t let anyone in who likes a show you don’t like

14. Find a way to turn off the air conditioning

15. Find a way to turn off all the lights

16. Hand out free hentai to everyone that passes by

17. Wear a giant, bulky cosplay with huge horns, a fluffy hoop skirt and giant wings with three different weapons… at the rave.

18. Or even better, sign up to be the DJ at the rave, then just show up with a kazoo and play the Gravity Falls theme over and over.

19. Get a huge group together and cosplay as the minions. Run around making minion noises during the whole convention.

20. Flip the table with the glass ramune bottles on it

21. Complain about all the goddamn nerds

22. Go to a panel where they are premeiring a highly-anticipated trailer, and yell “BOOOO” throughout the whole thing

23. Cosplay as THE GARDEN WALL from Over The Garden Wall and knock everyone over with your giant wall-cosplay

ADD MORE OF YOUR OWN! I wanna see where this goes


Remember how a while ago I said I wished I had pictures of my first ever display set up? Well, I found some!

The top two were from my very first SuperCon in 2012 I believe. GXE (a local gaming store) let me set up a table in their game room for the weekend. I remember it took me ages to come up with a display I liked. I made everything - including the display box and the cake stands - and was really proud of it.

Now I look back on it and cringe a bit. lol But hey, we all start somewhere!

The only thing that’s missing from the bottom picture is a blue table skirt I usually set up. This was at Shock Pop and for some reason it was one continuous giant table skirt set up over all the tables. :P