like what is the big problem with that

Produce 101 Kang Daniel Friend to Boyfriend Scenario

Here’s the next part of the Wanna-One Boyfriend scenarios, enjoy! (You + Kang Daniel)

  • You and Daniel had always been acquaintances, there was some brief overlap in your friend group
  • You didn’t talk that much and were rarely alone together, but he was charming and friendly 
  • And of course you harbored a cute little crush on him
  • Ever since you saw him at a pet store, playing through the glass with some shelter cats
  • It was really nothing more than a crush, and you didn’t actively pursue your feelings, they just popped up sometimes
  • When you two were alone together, you pretty much just small talked
  • “hey y/n”
  • “hey dan how are you”
  • You always got super blushy and nervous when talking to him, but he didn’t seem to notice (which was good)
  • He was just a sweet guy who just happened to be very attractive
  • One day you were all hanging out together with friends in a park
  • And you were sitting with your friends, trying to lowkey/secretly watch Daniel on his skateboard, fooling around with his own friends
  • Your friends had already clearly figured out you liked him (you were way more obvious than you had thought rip you)
  • At some point Daniel had fallen off his board while trying to do some trick and you gasped out loud, making it super obvious that you had been watching him hahahahaha you dumbo
  • You tried to cover yourself up, but your friends just pretended like they didn’t hear anything, leaving you to internally sigh in relief
  • Your friends weren’t the type to tease/encourage you ever since you confessed to a guy that didn’t like you thanks to their wrong advice (i’m imagining a reply 1988 kind of thing here lmao)
  • But what you didn’t know was that also nearby was Daniel’s best friend, Sungwoo (everyone just called him Ong though)
  • He very-obviously ran around to look you in the eye, catching you by surprise
  • He caught sight of your red face and wiggled his eyebrows at you, before giggling and skipping away to the rest of the boys, heading to Daniel
  • Shit. Ong was definitely up to no good (like usual)
  • You watched in dismay as Ong whispered something to Daniel, and then Daniel glanced right in your direcTION
  • Embarrassed and almost scared, you got up and quickly said goodbye to your friends, fleeing the scene of the crime
  • You got home as fast as possible and immediately ran to your room, burying your head under your pillow and curling up as worries drowned you
  • Ong wouldn’t say anything, right?? Why did you have to be so obvious y/n seriously why did you do this to yourself
  • But over time, your thoughts started changing, gaining some confidence
  • So what if Ong tells him?? He’s just a human boy, he’s not better or greater than me in any way, liking someone isn’t a crime, I can do whatever the hell I want, I can like whoever the hell I want!!
  • With your newfound confidence, you got up the next day and decided to treAT YOURSELF to some new clothes from the mall
  • After picking up some new clothes, you dropped by a cute little street stand that sold keychains and other trinkets
  • You were admiring a cute little peach keychain, but it dropped back to the table when you heard a familiar deep voice
  • “Y/N? Oh, what a coincidence!”
  • Kang Daniel.
  • You winced, eyes tightly closing before you collected yourself, turning around to see him right behind you
  • Literally right behind you.
  • Like you ran right into him.
  • Shocked, you tripped backwards, stumbling over your own feet before he caught you by the small of your back
  • sldkfjsldfjklsdjfksjdlsdjfsljdfkljdskfjkslfj ← your mind
  • He pulled you up straight
  • You quickly stumbled around out of his arms, failing to notice Daniel’s own cheeks and eaRS REDDENING 
  • You forgot all about the keychain, and quickly managed to muster out a “what are you doing here?”
  • “I’m just hanging out, went shopping for a bit,” he replied, holding up a couple of bags with a toothy grin
  • “Oh, me too,” you replied, holding up the bags of your own
  • Something you bought caught Daniel’s eye as he peeked into one of your shopping bags
  • “Whoa… is that Stussy?? (AKA THE BRAND DANIEL ALWAYS FUCKING WEARS) That’s so cool oh my gosh I also bought some streetwear–” he excitedly rambled, attempting to out his own clothes from his bag when you grabbed his hand and stopped him
  • “Uhh Daniel we probably shouldn’t do this here in the middle of the sidewalk, why don’t we just sit down somewhere first”
  • “Oh, okay,” he responded, grabbing your wrist and quickly leading you to a nearby coffee shop
  • You burned at the contact from the soft skin of his hands that easily wrapped around your wrist
  • Rationality told you that he was probably just really excited to discuss clothes but you couldn’t help but believe in the worst and most likely scenario: he knew you liked him (thanks to Ong). 
  • You couldn’t help but think negative thoughts: Is he teasing me right now? Seriously… why should I have to deal with this… 
  • You both plopped down on a couch in the shop, not bothering to order anything
  • He excitedly looked through your clothes, and showing his to you, giggling and laughing away as you pretended you were okay, completely believing that he was making a fool of you
  • There was no way he would be talking to you like a friend if Ong hadn’t told him you liked him.
  • “And this dark green is just so gorgeous, it totally works in the short sleeve, maybe accessorize it with a cap or–”
  • “Daniel.” You spoke sharply, cutting him off
  • He immediately stopped, looking up to you in confusion, seeing your face that was warming up in anger and embarrassment
  • “You don’t have to act like this. It’s just making everything harder for me. We should just go back to normal, I don’t think I can take this even for a minute more.”
  • “W-wait, what?” Daniel looked completely confused, but you wouldn’t let his innocent act fool you, causing you to sigh
  • “I know Ong told you, please. I know he told you that I like you, it’s really not that big of a deal so can’t we just go back–”
  • “Wait, you like me?” Daniel said, stopping you
  • Oh.
  • Shit.
  • You lost all of your confidence and structure, whimpering out “wait… he didn’t tell you?? Then what was that at the park????”
  • Daniel’s face morphed from confusion into a sheepish laugh, scratching his face in embarrassment
  • “Oh… oh that…” He cleared his throat, with a deep ahem
  • “Yeah uhh Ong was teasing me that I fell off my board in front of you,” he finished quickly, scratching his face again
  • You stared at him in confusion, unable to comprehend why this was a problem
  • “You know… *cough* cause I like you…”
  • sdklfjsdfjslkdjfsldjfsldjfsjlsdfjlkjsdjflksdfjlksjflsj ← your mind
  • And you both just sat there next to each other, clothes draped everywhere, just staring at each others’ blushing faces
  • You finally managed out, “wait, you like me, since when??” (LATE REACTION Y/N WYD)
  • “Umm… it’s been a while… it was at the pet store, when you started playing with the kittens with me,” he confessed
  • “Oh, same here actually!” you exclaimed, before realizing that this was the most casual conversation you have ever had with him… and it was litERALLY ABOUT TELLING EACH OTHER YOUR SECRET CRUSHES
  • what a concept
  • "I can’t believe we are really talking about this, we haven’t really talked much before in the past,” you giggled, letting out your thoughts freely
  • Daniel laughed in return, “Yeah sorry about that… I always wanted to approach you and there were so many times I could have but I’m kinda awkward with people I want to get closer to I guess… lol” (he said lol out loud,,, awkward confirmed)
  • “I always got embarrassed when I talked to you”
  • *snickers* “same here, (y/n)”
  • For the rest of the day, you just got closer to one another, learning about each other
  • You visited the pet store again and saw more cats LOL
  • You both got more comfortable with one another
  • Matching Stussy shirts LOL
  • Your friend group and Daniel’s friend group were both relieved and satisfied (both having known about your crushes)
  • Lots of teasing from Ong he took credit for your entire relationship even happening (LMAOOO)
  • Told that you both should worship him and that he would “officiate your marriage” because it was all his doing in the first place
  • You both still made each other’s heart skip beats a lot of the times
  • Both of you still couldn’t believe sometimes that the other liked you
  • Y’ALL CUTE OKAY
  • kav is dead from this adorableness goodBYE
  • :’)))))))

Originally posted by dxnghyuns

A/N: Thanks for 200 followers! ♥︎

jojoroxye  asked:

:) Hey, I just read what you wrote about the supercorp fandom and I agree with all my heart. I'm gay and I ship supercorp but I think the supercorp fandom is crazy (not all the members of course). I'm sure Melissa and Jeremy are not homophobic. There are too many SJW in the fandom... Also it's awful what the cast have to endure. So thank you for speaking up, I just want you to know that we are not all crazy and I respect karamel.

Hello, nice Supercorp shipper!

I know supercorpes are not all crazy. I just interact, like most of the Karamel shippers, with the idiots who come to our tags. So, it’s hard sometimes to remember not all Lena x Kara fans are like that, even if I know that. And well, supercorp is a big fandom, so statistically you have more fanatic and vocal idiots than us. It’s the problem of every big fandom, I guess.

I have no problems with the ship, I have problem with idiots who say they represent all of the shippers. I talk with people who are lgbt members and who ship Karamel. I talk with gays and bisexuals who like Mon and Chris what makes supercorp shippers surprised – like? Gays attracted to hot actor, wow, what next? Lesbians liking hot actresses? *sarcasm*

But seriously, I talked with few Karamel male lgbt community members and they are feel totally ignored. Like they voice is not important because they are men. Add to that the fact fanatic supercorp shippers make a really, really bad PR for the whole fandom in the name of “fighting for lgbt rights” and ugh. You know, I can’t be sure of course, but I feel like the most of so called lgbt members who “fight with homophobes” by throwing shit at the cast, are ermmm, not really giving a shit about homophobia, they just want their ship to happen and are pissed off that things they want won’t happen. Calling people homophobes is the easiest way to make them back off and stop fighting.  And… hmm, again I can’t be sure, but I doubt that all of them are people from lgbt. The way fetishize things or the way they fight using hate – do people who are a part of a community that got tons of shit and hate do the same thing to others? Who are innocent? It’s hard to believe.

No, Jeremy and Melissa are not homophobes, they are far from it. They just had enough and chose, maybe not the best, but a way to communicate it.

I talk too much, sorry.

Thanks a lot, seriously. It’s always good when someone reminds you there are good people on both sides. Cheers, mate :D

wings-and-ties

“Even though what you say is true I cannot stand behind your philosophies. With your freedom you have only gone out of your way for nothing but yourself…selfishness is not how we should seek prosperity nor through pride big brother…this isn’t right. What you wish to do.” Castiel looked away, his hands balling at his sides.

“….You’re right though. Even I see it. I won’t deny we’re alike. I even-…I even wished to learn from you once. To know there’s someone like me is-…I didn’t feel so alone…” The raven haired Angel murmured quietly. “Even so,  I will never use this freedom of choice to hurt others.”

“Humanity should not be a punching bag for your own problems Lucifer. That isn’t fair to them nor the angels who fight to protect them. One of them being me.” Cas explained. “And even though I wish we could see eye to eye as brothers…I will not let you hurt my friends.”

“You may consider it selfish all you like,” Lucifer mentioned, shoulders lifting slightly. “What I’m doing – it’s justifiable, only you share a different opinion. Though I do advise you to watch what you say.” He didn’t expect Castiel to fully understand, no one did or ever could. It was known in earnest, his convictions never wavering.

“But you speak in past tense, Brother. You no longer hold the same convictions.” That much was true. All of heaven wanted him dead, but exactly at what point did they all make him out as the enemy? “You don’t have to fight against me, Casteil. Maybe you should be asking yourself the bigger question.”

“Ah, you see, that’s where you’re wrong. I was the one who wasn’t treated fairly – perhaps you are the one who is mistaken.” He drew in a breath, pausing momentarily. “So, you intend to fight me? Is that it? You’d be dead before you had the chance to move a muscle.”

anonymous asked:

27 rusame (not het where's the fun in that)

27: “I’m pregnant”

Anon, before even reading what prompt 27 was, I knew it, I knew it. Bless you.

Mother Russia

America sat down with a grateful sigh into the ornate restaurant chair across from Russia, not immediately noticing how intently the other was looking at him, nor how he almost seemed overflowing with anticipation. Slowly, some signs of Russia’s excitement caught his attention, however, like the way he leaned ever so slightly forward in his seat, and the whitening of his knuckles as he clenched and unclenched his hands into fists.

“So, what’s up, big guy?” America said with a smile. Whatever it was could not have been bad. This was not Bad News Russia; Bad News Russia became withdrawn and stubbornly closed about his problems. Bad News Russia would sooner put his own beating heart through a meat grinder than tell America something was wrong…and, now that America thought about it, had actually done so, because his boss wanted to know what would happen to Russia.

Russia took a deep breath, apparently composing himself. Not beating around the bush, he simply shared this miraculous news. “I am pregnant.”

America stared.

Russia beamed.

And glowed? No, not glowed- there was nothing for him to glow about!

“Uh.”

Mistaking America’s confusion for overwhelming joy, Russia pressed on with the same breathless excitement he had tried keeping in all day. “We are going to be parents! I hope it is a girl. I can see us raising a sweet little princess. Oh, but whose name will shake take for her patronymic? I personally insist on mine, but since you are technically the father…perhaps she takes my name and you can choose a second more western name. And of course we must choose where to raise her. This gives us more reason to see each other, da? And, ah, Ukraine and Natalya will be so excited to be aunts!” All this was said in a rush.

America continued to stare. Blinked. Licked his lips. Cleared his throat. Russia stared expectantly at him, waiting for his revelry to be spread.

“Um…Vanya…you know you can’t be pregnant right?”

Russia leveled him with a sardonic look. “Well, I could say the same more truthfully about you,” he drawled, pointing to Alfred’s pelvis. “You sit on the ground with abandon even in the snow. Remember sledding last year?”

The cloud of confusion did not dissipate in the slightest. “So? Wait- why is that a reason I can’t be pregnant?”

“Because ovaries freeze sitting on the cold ground, Alfred.” America could have laughed at the incredulity dripping from Russia’s tone; that tone belonged to him!

“Okay…fine…I can’t be pregnant- but neither can you!”

Russia frowned, his disappointment in America’s reaction mounting with every word. “I am. I have been sick every morning for a while now, moody-”

“Well, that one’s nothing new.”

“Aching, and tire easily.”

America shifted in his seat, drawing from a deep well of patience he was not aware of having. “Well, the world economy isn’t stellar and it’s effecting all of us…that’s probably what you’re feeling.”

“Then how do you explain the sick stomach?”

America’s shifting intensified, and he refused to meet Russia’s gaze as he mumbled, “The, uh, eggs I used to make you that tuna sandwich had, ah…been left out overnight earlier that week. I didn’t remember until after you had finished,” he added in a desperate rush, cringing as Russia’s eyes widened and mouth twisted in disgust.

What followed was worse though, a look of mingled fear and stubborn denial. “Coincidence,” Russia said bullishly.

America shook his head. “Babe, you know the other fundamental reason you’re not pregnant. Our kind-”

“But why not? Why not our kind? We live indefinitely!” Russia tugged his scarf loose before groaning, rubbing at his scarred throat. “I do not believe you.”

“Evie, it would be great- I’d be overjoyed, but think about it.”

“I am the immortal Russian land,” Russia snapped, eyes blazing. “There is nothing I can’t do.”

A mournful shimmer lingered in America’s sapphire gaze. “Not this,” he whispered again. Russia groaned once more, head buried in his hands. The chair legs scraped against the floor as America strode over and wrapped his arms around the larger man, wishing they were home so he could take the others into his arms properly, let him rest where he belonged, right beside his heart, hide him there from this uncomfortable truth.

“I really thought…” A deep breath. America felt the rise and fall of Russia’s shoulders as he held him, stroking his soft waves of platinum hair. “I…wanted to think,” he amended in a gravelly voice.

America peered down, kissing the tip of Russia’s protuberant nose. “I know, babe. I know. It would have been great- the best. But…like you said, our kind can do a lot. We can think of some other way. There are lots of options.”

A momentary silence greeted his words, until at last Russia nodded, hair slightly tousled by America’s caresses and hold. “Yes. You are right.” He sighed, slowly extricating himself from America. “This is no challenge that cannot be conquered. And God help whoever tries to stop us.”

America’s smile was bittersweet as he nodded, rubbing Russia’s back soothingly. Now that was something he could believe.

THE END

Whoops that took a turn. But I love the idea of Russia wanting so much to raise a child- more than whatever role he might have played interacting with the children of his monarchs.

cutesthowellester  asked:

How did you become fully confident in your body? Do you still have days where you think you're not pretty? Do you say anything to yourself to help you?

im still not totally fully confident in my body, and yes i still have days where i think im not pretty. but i fully believe that theres runway models who dont think theyre pretty all the time. i doubt theres anyone on earth whos never had any doubts about their appearance. but, theres no specific standards of beauty. you can be beautiful no matter what you look like, no matter how big or small you are! so what i do to pick myself up is telling myself that im beautiful the way i am, and if someone doesnt think so then thats their problem. i dont need anyones validation but my own, and that helps me to find my own validation. and even if youre not beautiful in your own eyes, there is always, always someone out there who thinks youre the most beautiful person to walk the earth. hope this helps! <3

The Most Special Thing A Sign Can Do Is...

Aries - Push you to do what you’ve been so afraid of

Taurus - Make you feel at home with them

Gemini - Intellectually stimulate you until you have an epiphany

Cancer - Make you feel like your feelings matter

Leo - Protect you

Virgo - Help you realize what the solution to your problem is

Libra - Make you feel worthy of love

Scorpio - Uncover deep truths about you that you needed to hear

Sagittarius - Add color to your life when before it was black and white

Capricorn - Give you strength when you have none

Aquarius - Broaden your horizons so you can see the big picture too

Pisces - Stay with you through the bad, because they never lose sight of the good

So some of y’all don’t seem to understand how runes work...
  • This is not fortune telling. The runes cannot predict the future, they only tell you the present. Meanings are not absolute and may only be picking up on part of the present and the outcome if you continue present activities. 
  • They try to help you understand the present situation and give suggestions as to what your next course of action could be. These suggestions are not absolute.  
  • This is an evaluation process. Runes help your subconscious work out a problem, it is a very psychological process. Again, it is not fortune telling.
  • Each rune has multiple interpretations. It is your responsibility to explore each of these. 
  • You will not always like what the runes suggest but that is not the fault of the rune caster.
  • Runes are for advice. They cannot tell you anything with absolute certainty. 
  • Ask yes or no questions and 90% of the time you will get a big fat  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  • The future is not fixed. What may have been true when you received your reading may not be true now. This could be because you did not do what the runes suggested. 
  • The concepts explained in the runes are archaic. Understand that what was once true may not cleanly translate to the modern day. 
  • Your future is up to you. All I can do as a reader is examine possible cause and effects of an action upon your future. 

IT IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY TO BE EDUCATED ON HOW THE RUNES WORK BEFORE REQUESTING A READING FROM A RUNE CASTER.

Married with Benefits (Part 8)

Summary: In order to not pay out-of-state tuition, you ask your friend, Steve Rogers, to marry you. Things, as always, never go as planned. (College AU)

Word Count: 676

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

A/N: Inbox here, because I’m like literally crossing the line lol.

Originally posted by dailyevanstan


There was silence, Steve’s breathing had stopped short at your response and you couldn’t deny that you were somewhat amused by this. He was expecting you tell your mom. But you hadn’t, not until you had talked it out with him.

“No,” you said. “I wanted to talk with you first, get our story straight. Plus, isn’t it better if only a handful of people know? My mom likes to talk, a lot.”

Steve smiled. “Yeah, mine does, too. We’ll have to tell them we’re getting married for real.”

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i have a hard time rn, so i needed a lil break to draw something hella sentimental and i was thinking about family DJWifi 

(actually, i mentioned that i was doing a big thing with them and i will finish it after all my college problems, sooo its like a big hint whats gonna be here)

We had just finished our first quest, where none of us really were experienced DnD player, and I did some feeble attempts at solid DM'ing. The goal of the quest had been to find an antidote for a farmer’s son who had gone into a magical coma.

(ps: due to an inside joke, Winnie the Pooh is in the party like, just there. Christopher Robin is the farmers son who fell ill. The party coloured winnie the pooh neon pink. I don’t know why.)

DM: You reach the farm. You don’t have to roll shit to figure out these peeps are poor. They have a cow and a goat in a small pen that don’t look too hot. Oh, and there’s a donkey tied by the door to their shedlike home.

Elf Ranger: guys i think these peeps are super poor.

Half-Elf Cleric (only good aligned partymember): oh my god really????

DM: just as you say that, the door creaks open, and a thin, a bit aged man peeks out, and when he sees you, his eyes go wide and he steps fully outside, and he says “Are you the ones my daughter sent to- have you found it? Did you find the antidote for my son?”

Half-Elf Cleric: Hello we are here to speak to you about Jesus Christ- I mean, Njord. That’s my deity, right?

Elf Ranger: Yeah, the word of Njord.

Dward Fighter (whose alignment is sorta fuzzy): Yeah we got some antidote dude but uhh time cough up some gold pieces, aight

DM: So- these news fills him with both glee and fear. He sinks down on his feet-

Half-Elf Cleric: What was he on before

DM: -His knees. He sinks down on his knees, and he brings his hands together in your typical prayer like- he’s begging you. “Please, we have… nothing.”

Tiefling Warlock (Chaotic Neutral): sad trombone

DM: “Please, I- I have but one son, he and my daughter are- we won’t be able to do the amount of work- we need him!”

Tiefling Warlock: “Shall we move on, my fellows?”

DM: As you guys speak about this, Winnie the Pooh slides down from /Half-Elf Cleric/’s shoulders, where he’s been perched, and sort of waddles forward, past the begging father, and into the house, to join Christopher Robin.

Half-Elf Cleric: AWWWWWW

Dwarf Fighter: Ey he didn’t swipe the antidote from us, did he?

DM: No- no, you still got that.

Tiefling Warlock: I would’ve Eldritch Blasted his ass if he had.

Half-Elf Cleric: I think we should just give them the antidote.

DM: Like- just to clarify: the antidote is not like- a valuable thing. It’s just this one specific conconction for this particular- you won’t get more cash out of this anywhere else, nobody is gonna run up to you and go “oh, my father is in a magical coma and needs an antidote that-!” like. It’s literally worthless except for these people.

Tiefling Warlock: But we won't have to help someone pro bono.

Half-Elf Cleric: *annoyed sigh* I don’t give a damn about money.

Everyone except her: *horrified gasps*

Dwarf Fighter: … well, you guys do got a nice ass-

Everyone: WHAT

Dwarf Fighter: the donkey. You got a nice donkey.

DM: You… want the donkey.

Half-Elf Cleric: IS IT EEYORE

Everyone: YES we want the donkey.

DM: … The man looks at the donkey and then at you, and he goes “I- If it is a trade between the life of my son and my donkey, it’s- then it’s yours.” And- and Eeyore looks up at you all-

Everyone: YES IT’S EEYORE

DM: -and he goes “I figured I was going to get sold anyway…”

Half-Elf Cleric: AWWW

DM: and the farmer goes “AAA” cus he didn’t know he had a talking donkey

Dwarf Fighter: eyy hasn’t he seen Shrek talking donkeys means cash

DM: yeah well that doesn’t matter now cus he’s giving him to you guys

Dwarf Fighter: right you are

DM: and the man unties Eeyore and he sighs deeply and he goes “this surely won’t make things easier for us… but in exchange for my son… *sigh*”

Tiefling and Dwarf: oh stop moping around jesus hell

Half-Elf Cleric: EYY if I have a ‘set of commoners clothes’ can i give them to them cus they look poor right

DM: I guess

Half-Elf Cleric: EYYYYYYYYYYYY

DM: but then you’d be naked

Half-Elf Cleric: NÄÄÄIJ in that case fuck it you don’t get shit i’m sorry i tried

DM: -and you just start taking of your clothes to give them to the man, but you realise halfway through what you’re doing and you get dressed again

Tiefling: cover yourself, woman

DM: so- let me get this straight. You guys literally have a box on wheels that you pull along with you, and it is filled… with the golden heads of a pair of statues AND YOU WANNA TAKE THIS POOR FAMILYS DONKEY.

Tiefling: survival of the fittest, honey *grabs rope with Eeyore on the other end*

-they go inside and give Christopher Robin the antidote-

Christopher Robin: what the fuck

DM: And the family all rejoice at the awakening of their son, and they turn and thank you, and they’re in the middle of hugging you all when the farmer murmurs “They… they took the donkey.” and the whole family just. Goes quiet-

Dwarf Fighter: fucking tattletale?

DM: - and the mother sort of sinks down on her chair and she whisperes “How will we surviv-”

Tiefling: Oh for fucks- “look, woman, if you don’t shut up I’ll Eldritch Blast your ass-”

Half-Elf Cleric: “HEY WHAT”

DM: The woman gasps loudly and pales-

Dwarf Fighter: “Yo what’s the problem don’t you want a talking donkey”

Half-Elf Cleric: “I meant the whole threatening to KILL HER actually”

Tiefling: “I wasn’t threatening her, I was just stating a fact”

DM: That if she wouldn’t shut up you’d kill her?

Tiefling: It’s a very known fact.

DM: Winnie the Pooh is looking at Christopher Robin with such glee; it’s really indescribable how happy he’s looking, and he’s hopping around happily and he’s climbing up on the bed to give him a big old hug, and Christopher Robin, he goes- “What the- could you guys like take the bear away from me.”

Everyone: “WHAT”

Half-Elf Cleric: “Isn’t he like with you?”

Christopher Robin: “Wh- no? I just went into the woods and he just came up to me, and I found this ruin and he just followed me? And then I got stung by something and that’s all I remember? Could you like take him away he’s a bit creepy. And why is he pink?”

Half-Elf Cleric: “Well uhh he’s yours now. You don’t have a donkey anymore, so-”

DM: And this sorta comes as news to him cus when the father told the fam he had just woken up so he was a bit disoriented so now he goes “Wh-Why is-? What happened to our donkey?” And the father, he goes “Well, son, it was their demand to give you the antidote… and-”

Tiefling: “By the way… can we get this transaction on paper?”

DM: - and the boy turns to you incredulously, and he goes “But-! You can’t! We need that donkey, without it we’ll die!”

Dwarf: “You’re young and strong, boy, time to saddle up.”

Tiefling: “You got a bear now.”

DM: - And Christopher Robin starts to cry too, and he goes “You might’ve saved our lives, but you’ve killed our family-”

Dwarf: “Anywho, gots to go.”

DM: So, you go to leave the shedlike home, and the athmostphere is next to devastated-

Dwarf: “Okay, okay, I ain’t okay with this. We go here and save your life, and you guys are devastated? Really?”

Tiefling: “I agree entirely. Ungrateful runt.”

Cleric: “I-”

DM: “And Chrisopher Robin slams the door in your face.”

Cleric: “No, I was- I was gonna whisper to him “I didn’t want this, I wanted to let you have it for free-”

DM: -Okay, so you whisper that, and he just stares you down, and he shakes his head, and tears are falling down, and he just spits out “You’re just as bad as them for letting it happen anyway,” and he throws the door shut in front of your face after doing that.

Cleric: “GODDAMNIT”

DM: okay so like just to state- like, you guys are super welcome to just. give them something on your own accord, like, out of your own pocket, you picked up som gold in that temple, so if you want to-

Cleric: I WANNA GIVE THEM 100 GP

Tiefling: WHAT “NO, NO, DON’T” ok so I try to pursuade /cleric/ not to do it.

DM: You- you can’t roll to make another player do stuff they don’t wanna do.

Tiefling: Okay, uh “Hey, /cleric/. Don’t do it.” There, you’re pursuaded.

Cleric: … yeah, nah. I give them the gold.

DM: So- you hammer on the door and you shout “I GOT GOLD FOR YOU” or something like that, and Christopher Robin opens the door, and once he sees the gold you’re extending, he- he is so happy. He takes the gold and he goes to hug you, and the entire family comes out and does the same, they can buy like 3 donkeys now i dunno how GP works in dnd yet uhhh so-

Tiefling: Fuck this, I eldritch blast Christopher Robin.

Cleric: NO YOU DON’T i stand in the way.

DM: -Fine? Uh, roll an attack roll.

Tiefling: Twelve.

DM: You miss. You hit the ground.

Tiefling: … don’t I hit the house at least?

DM: NO YOU- WHY DO YOU WANT TO BURN THE HOUSE DOWN

 Cleric: WHY WOULD YOU STILL ROLL WHEN I WAS STANING IN THE WAY- YOU TRIED TO KILL ME

Ranger: All of this for a donkey

DM: Nah, dude, you got the donkey. This is because /Cleric/ gave them 100 GP

Ranger: Oh okay

Dwarf: Yeah, but they’re super ungrateful. Bastards.

Cleric: Yeah but we can’t KILL THEM for that??

DM: so the family, they- after the attempted murder, they run back into the house. 

Dwarf: Did they take the gold?

DM: Yeah.

Dwarf: Rat bastards.

DM: Does /Tiefling/ want to keep his spree of ‘teaching people some manners’ going or?

Tiefling: Nahhh. But he does cast sleep on /Cleric/ cus he’s pissed.

Cleric: haHA i’m a half elf and I can’t be magically put to sleep!

Tiefling: Nvm then I’m tired.

DM: So- you guys walk away from the house, and just for a moment you hear the door opening and then quickly closing-

Ranger: No

DM: -and you turn, and- Winnie the Pooh has been tossed out of the house.

Dwarf: THIS IS WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT when Njord taketh a donkey he giveth thee an illuminescent bear, and they just TOSS HIM OUT

DM: - and Winne the Pooh sits on the ground very- very sadly. Had he had tear ducts, he would cry a single tear. He is on the ground-

Ranger: Still pink?

DM: Still pink.

Cleric: :’(

Ranger: ugh FINE let’s take him with us.

DM: You go and pick him up, and he is so happy. So, so happy.

Dwarf: what are we, collecting Winnie the Pooh characters?

DM: He’s on /clerics/ shoulder again-

Tiefling: Can’t we put him on Eeyores back?

Dwarf: Can’t we put EEYORE on WINNIE THE POOH’s back?

DM: You put Eeyore on Winnie the Pooh back, and you now have a donkey on top of a bear on the ground. They are not moving.

Cleric: Oh dear.

DM: And Eeyore sighs and goes “I knew I’d be too heavy”

Everyone: “AWWWWWW”

I have this problem where every time I make a mistake, no matter how insignificant, my brain immediately starts berating me: “Idiot!”, “You’re so stupid!”, etc. My therapist has been teaching me to recognize and counter these thoughts by following them with thoughts like…

  • It was just a mistake, everyone makes them. 
  • I’m not an idiot. 
  • I made a mistake, but I can fix it. 
  • What did I learn from this? 
  • If someone else had done this, would I think they were stupid? 
  • That was no big deal! 

 You don’t deserve to be called names, even by your own mind!

whale emoji rating

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pretty basic! the shading feels a bit weird and so does the water after long inspection, nice baby buoy though! 8/10

the bold lining seems a bit weird but i like the realistic touch of water!! freaky but soft buoy 9/10

microsoft kind of butchered this one with the poor spine breaking pose and the lining. poor boy dont do that you could get hurt!!!!! 6/10

a big round buoy! big spherical buoy! big bulbous boy! chunky boy! 10/10

No. Shadings weird, thats not what water is, and theres no feeling behind those eyes. 1/10

very simple! a nice simple boy. probably likes writing and books. only problem is the water looks like a treesprout. a blue one. a plant whale. (not a bad idea actually but this isnt what its supposed to be) 9/10

messenger always comin at me with a tumblr feel. as much as i hate this hellsite i cant help but love the art on here. i like the idea of a soft but realistic boy! good design good design 10/10

wonderful. amazing. beautiful. round. soft. chunky. squishy. happy. good. 9/10

i like the idea of a purple whale instead of a bloo one!! good idea but they screwed up the water 7/10

soft boy, thats really there is to say on the matter 8/10

look at him!!!!!! he’s so happy and smiley!!!!!!!!! 10/10

fuck you emojidex. fuck you for ruining my life with things like these. i woke up. had coffee and breakfast. and got on my computer to have a good day. not to see shit like this. when will you learn. when will you learn. when will you learn that your actions have consequences. there are actual people dying around in the world. there are actual people in their homes sobbing their eyes out right now. do you not think about the suffering people in the world? do you only think of yourself? you faceless men. dont try to relate to us. dont try and appeal to us. there are so many better things you could be doing than this. this. you’re wasting hard earned cash and equipment with things like this. are you not ashamed? are you not the slightest bit worried that someone might see this and frown? a whale used to be a holy symbol. a whale is like a silent, watchful guardian of the seas. then you disgrace such a beautiful creature with this. watch out emojidex. at 4am tonight. i’m coming for you. so keep your doors locked. your windows closed. and your eyes open. not like thats gonna change anything anyway. Arrivederci, Emojidex.

Street dwellers 


Growing up in France we had a lot of those little cobble stone streets. They were nice but at 2 or 3 Am after a fun night out they were magical! With the little bistro lights hanging out and no one in site and the big shadows..

I know it’s just a sketch but sometimes, sketches like this make me happier than full blown illustrations.
It’s funny what motivates us as  artists in general. It’s usually not money although being paid a lot of money is nice and most of us dream about making a lot of it with our art…. when we think about it.. but mostly, motivation comes by doing a GREAT piece of art. Further more.. the piece of art has to be great in OUR eyes. We love being able to deal with a difficult problem and find a solution we had not yet thought of, or doing happy accidents and getting a  fantastic balance between the technical and the intuitive aspect of our work.. When we feel we’ve done something better than what we’ve ever done before.. we feel good.It breaks our heart when other people don’t see that and we tend to seek other people’s approval of our art because it’s a way for us to know that the intense stories that we live in our head actually have a connection and make an impact on the outside world.BT.. public approbation does NOT make an artist happy.. IF this artist doesn’t think his work is worth it. That’s a funny thing…. you can praise heaps and heaps of compliments on someone’s work and it will feel….nice… most of the time, but it will definitely not take precedence over the feeling the artist has of his /her own work. This is where the feeling of being a hack comes from.
We always hear “no pain no gain”.. we tend to think that you have to work hard at something if you want to get  better… and when we do a piece that takes us NO effort and people LOVE it, we feel like we’ve cheated. This feeling is reinforced when we actually work HARD at a piece and people barely take notice at all.
The best though… is when as an artist you feel like you’ve worked hard, HAVE learned something AND the public recognizes your work AND you make a million bucksThen… yeah…. that’s awesome.But money alone is not a great motivator for artists.

As usual..this is just my opinion and you are free to disagree!
#pascalcampion

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you watch GOT, but how hard would it be to fight someone like the mountain hand-to-hand? (well, armed, like in the show). Does being big like him really makes for a better fighter?

Hand to hand is a bit different from armed, especially armored, but okay. The answer is pretty simple.

Start low.

Tall fighters, especially male fighters, have a rather serious issue that’s often overlooked: their center of gravity. It’s higher up off the ground than the average person, and a great many men (like the Mountain) do not drop low enough into their stances to compensate. The taller they are, the lower they need to go to counterbalance their size. Attack their feet, or their legs. Attack their center. Whatever you need to destabilize them. A lot of tall fighters have issues with their base. There are other flaws, but that’s often a big one.

Cutting the legs out from under of your enemy is a real tactic, or I should say: cutting them down to size.

Stab him in the foot. (Yeah, no, real combat tactic.)

Here’s a question: you ever hear the story about David versus Goliath? Probably, most people know the story of the shepherd boy who defeated the greatest, largest warrior in single combat with a sling.

The story is a parable, and a life lesson. It’s also a little more complicated than just brains over brawn. If you take anything from the story, the big one is going to be: never fight your enemy on their terms. Understand where their strengths are, where you’re strengths are, and change the rules.

What a big fighter has going for them is the intimidation factor, and mind games in combat are a huge deal. It’s not so much about physical prowess as much as what your enemy believes about your physical prowess. Or you believe about your opponent’s. What you believe will affect how you fight, how hard you fight, and how well you fight. Go into a fight believing you’re at a disadvantage or will lose and you’ll lose.

Assessing your enemy’s strengths for their weaknesses is the winning strategy. If never addressed, big fighters will have a lot of flaws because their opponents often cede them the field in their minds. This is especially true when in training, and training is the foundation of skill. When people treat you like you’re invincible, you’ll start to believe you are. And that’s how you get an over reliance on a natural advantage with no compensation for the flaws it brings.

The problem is that many people treat size and body types like they’re all or nothing. For every advantage one has, there’s a disadvantage to go with it. A fighter with a heavy reliance on what nature has given them (size, strength, what have you) often neglects more crucial skills if never addressed. You can have big fighters with exceptional levels of skill, but those are the ones who’ve realized they can’t brute force their way through every problem. When they don’t, their technique is sloppy.

Now, really, really, really big people often have to work doubly hard to develop their coordination because fighting with a big, lanky body is difficult.

The trick when you have (or feel like you have) the disadvantage is not to meet the enemy on their terms. The best fighters figure out how to exploit their opponent’s strengths in order to expose their weaknesses and fight with an advantage. The bad fighters are the ones who choose to fight at a disadvantage, who don’t prepare to face their enemy, and try to use the same tactics over and over. The smart ones change up, they are proactive, and understand the battlefield flows.

Ultimately, that’s what makes for the “best” fighter.

Fear is the biggest strength for someone who is massive in size, not their strength and not their bulk. When you are frightened, you become reactive, you cease to actively think, and fail to problem solve. The moment you are defeated in your mind, that is the moment you lose. It doesn’t matter how many steps it takes in the real world after the fact, cede the field in your mind and it’s over. Intimidation can win that fight before the battle ever begins, and the biggest kid on the playground is as natural as intimidation gets.

The Mountain isn’t great because of his skill, but the fact that he makes everyone around him afraid. His personal ruthlessness and cruelty back up that size, and strengthens his ability to intimidate. When facing the Mountain, you’re faced with fear over the (very real) consequences of what he’ll do to you.

He’s valuable because he’s frightening, not because he’s good at fighting. The good at fighting is the bonus that makes him more frightening.

Understanding the affect the mind has on combat is like 70% to victory. Understanding the assumptions made and why we make them is important to writing scenes with characters like this. If you put stock in the Mountain’s size, rather than the Mountain’s reputation then you miss where his strengths actually lie and why people are afraid of him.

The Mountain’s reputation is as a ruthless killing machine who delights in rape, murder, and pillage. Torture is his specialty. He does not abide by the code of chivalry or rules of knightly honor. He’s a sadist. For him, there’s no such thing as just warfare. He thirsts for blood and battle. He’s protected by one of the most powerful houses in the GOT universe, and he earns his pay as their enforcer.

His size is just a plus. He could be just as terrifying at 5″4, and then you’d have the joy of underestimating him before he put a knife through your eye. If he was small, he’d be even more terrifying because there’d be more bodies. His size doesn’t change who he is under the hood, it’s just one more attribute he’s utilizing to its fullest potential.

Stereotypes about tall and short people are just that. Stereotypes.

Every body type has its drawbacks, and their natural advantages can be made to work against them. Tall fighters are more gangly, their center of gravity is further away from the earth, their weight puts additional stress on their joints (especially their knees), and if they never work at addressing their issues they can be slower to start. You can also have overweight/heavy weight martial artists like Sammo Hung, where there’s virtually no difference between them and a martial artist half their size. Skill can close the gap. Understanding of your own strengths and weaknesses also helps. Knowledge is power. Training yourself out of society’s instilled biases is hard, but necessary. This is especially true if you perceive yourself to be the underdog.

Not automatically assuming bigger equals better is the first step. The second is realizing that the best warriors are not decided by outside metrics, but rather through an inward understanding of how to utilize their strengths and address their weaknesses.

On that note, I’ll leave you with a compilation of Cynthia Rothrock’s fight scenes. Cythnia Rothrock is a Hong Kong action star, a winner of world championships in the 80s, she has a wide variety of black belt level training in multiple martial arts, and is one of the most famous westerners to make it in the Hong Kong action scene.

Why end with this? Well, exposure to female movie martial artists runs the gamut between low to non-existent and that lack of exposure to different body types is where most misunderstandings about size come from.

-Michi

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Dear Ex-Best Friend,
So I’m writing this currently and there’s so much I could say but I don’t know how to say any of it. Are you hurting, are you affected by this at all? I’m not trying to come off as an ass but I genuinely want to know are you hurting. I mean when the final decision was made I cried on and off for 2 hours. And currently, I’m still not fully over it. I don’t think I ever will be. I know they’ll be days when I see you at school or on the bus and my heart will just hurt because it’ll make me think of what we used to have and it’ll want that again. I hate the fact that I lost you, my best friend. The memories we shared are ones I’m never going to forget. They’ll always be in the back of my mind and every now and then they’ll come back and show me the amazing life I had with you. You were there for me through pretty much everything whether the problem is big or small. You made me feel like I wasn’t alone and that I didn’t have to feel weird about things. You were also my support and backbone through everything, whether the situation is stupid or serious. You were always there and now not having you here a piece of me is missing. When you left I literally felt my heart just break and then I felt empty, but now I don’t know what I feel. I just feel nothing I guess. I wanted you to be the friend that when my kids asked “Mom who is your best friend?”, I could say you. I wanted us to be the 2 old crazy ladies in the nursing home dancing to One Direction. I wanted you to be the one to help me plan my wedding and my baby shower(s). I wished and wished that we could be those friends that their bond lasts forever, but it was only just a wish. Eventually, I’ll move on but I’ll never forget you, and I hope you’ll never forget me. I still look at your page and from an outside point of view it looks like you don’t care, but I don’t really know that. I hope I don’t look stupid for crying all that time and just wishing it was a dream that I could wake up from. I hope that I’m not the only one who now has a piece of their heart missing that’ll never be found. I hope one day along the road possibly we can bump into each other and automatically connect like nothing ever bad happened. I’m probably hoping for something that’s never going to happen but hey, a girl can only hope. I guess this is goodbye. I don’t want it to be but it has to. Well, bye I guess and I hope you have a good life.

Sincerely,
Your ex best friend

PG ERA:

1- Randy Orton commits arson.
2- Bray Wyatt baptizes himself with the ashes of his dead sister.
3- Xavier Woods says “I’m the only one that blows my girl”.
4- Brock Lesnar: “I don’t give a shit about your kids”.
5- John Cena calls The Miz a “puss”.
6- The name of a segment was actually “Total Bellas Bulls***”
7- Seth Rollins commits arson and probably killed a security guard (trailer of WWE 2k18)
8- Casshole
9- “Big E, let’s just keep it PG, you know what’s good. Just don’t get all rated-R, like your boy Xavier Woods”.
10- Big Cass to Seth Rollins: “No matter what you have been telling yourself the past few years… Size does matter”.
11- AJ Styles to The Miz (and Maryse): “After the beating I gave you, I’m surprised you don’t perform with a limp. Or does he, Maryse?”
12- Enzo Amore “naked”.
13- THE JESUS ZIPPER.
14- Rusev to Big Cass: “Your boy has a huge problem.”
Enzo Amore (who is “naked”): “I woulnd’t call it a problem.”
15- Randy  Orton: “Clearly, Miz, you are an expert with playing with yourself.”
16- Lana “cheats” on her husband seducing Enzo Amore in a hotel room.
17- Roman Reigns almost kills Braun Strowman when crashed an ambulance where Braun was in.
18- Eva Marie has a “wardrobe malfunction”.
19- Sasha to Charlotte: “If it wasn’t for a one night stand you probably wouldn’t be standing here”.
20- The Rock, Lana and Rusev segment on The Rock’s return to Raw (“she’s flexible as hell”).‘
21- Dean Ambrose drops Jericho on a pile of thumbtacks (and then they post a video of the thumbtacks being removed from Chris’ body).
22- Paige to Charlotte referring to Charlotte’s brother who tragically died of a heroin overdose at the age of 25: “Your little baby brother didn’t have much fight in him, did he?”
23- Nikki Bella to Brie Bella: “I wish you died in the womb”.
24- CM Punk bathes himself and The Undertaker in the supposed ashes of Paul Bearer.
25- Kevin Owens says that Tom Phillips’s iPad password is “6969” and that he was “disgusting”.
26- Enzo running into Ric Flair on the way to the hotel room (where he has the intention of sleeping with a married woman) and assuring him he “won’t be SAWFT".
27- The Miz to Renee Young: “My obsession with Dean Ambrose? You’re the one sleeping with him!”
28- Paige licking Natalya’s face in a very sexual way.
29- Big Cass threatens to break Enzo’s neck.
30- Vince McMahon says to Shane McMahon he will have one more chance to give him a fucking beating.
31- CM Punk refuses to shake Stephanie McMahon’s hand because “he knows where that hand has been”. 32- AJ Lee says in her Pipe Bombshell: “I didn’t get here… because I SUCKED up to the right people.
33- Ric Flair tells Natalya to kill herself
34- Brie Bella to Stephanie McMahon “You’re so pathetic, you’re such a bitch”.
35- AJ Lee says to Nicki and Brie: “Talent is not sexually transmitted”.
36- Maryse to John Cena: “You know what they say, the bigger the ego the smaller the package.”
37- Paige says: “Then you got Lana and Summer too busy trying to figure out who they want to climb onto next rather than the Divas division”.

Imagine it’s John Watson’s wedding. Sherlock has been looking forward to dancing for weeks. John makes a “no-homo” jab at Sherlock for teaching him, then leaves Sherlock to wallow in his loneliness.

Now imagine Sherlock shakes it off, finds Greg Lestrade – who also doesn’t have a date – and proposes they dance the next song together. Greg protests a bit, then says, “Well, I have to lead – I’m more comfortable that way” to which Sherlock replies, “That’s no problem, I enjoy either position”. Then they fall into step, join John and Mary out on the dance floor, the whole room has a collective laugh, and they enjoy the night as one big happy family.

You see, this is what it means to make homosexual innuendo. Something like this is what one would have to do to make that situation a joke.

What actually happened was Sherlock, after John made his “no-homo” jab, resigned himself to a life of loneliness, no longer being John’s choice of life partner, left the wedding immediately, bitched about it all online, and then dove nose-first into a dumpster of cocaine.

So when the writers say, “we never meant to make *that* show”, either they’re lying or they’re the shittiest writers on this planet.

The worst part about BPD is that you know a lot of what triggers big emotional reactions for you aren’t exactly justified, so now you constantly question whether a Regular Person would react this way or not and are constantly putting yourself down because godamnit you’re probably overreacting as always but then it comes to the point where you let everyone make you feel like your emotions are unjustified and you’re just being a crazy person and you never have a right to complain or stand up for yourself because hey you’re fucked up in the head and you’re just being unfair to everyone and need to chill!!! Those of us with personality disorders are always seen as manipulative but truly we are in a very vulnerable position to be easily manipulated ourselves. People will turn our mental disorders against us and use it to put us down and do as they say because we’re just the crazy ones and everyone who doesn’t have The Disorder is instantly right and we’ll always always be wrong.

The M/M Shipping Thing: Misogyny, the Male Gaze, and Feminist and Queer Representation

Follow up post to this one, here. Read this to see my thoughts on the importance of allowing women to see men through a lens where male sexuality is something to be celebrated, not feared. Seems like a lot of people can relate to this, and I just love talking about it so have some more of my thoughts.

First of all, it’s a numbers game…

Going off of this point by @colt-kun which I’ve copied and pasted here. This gives a great overview of a purely statistical analysis of why m/m ships are more common.  

“There’s also the sheer numbers to take into account.

Take the first Avengers movie as an example (because frankly its one of the few recent blockbusters with two female speaking roles). Two females, Black Widow and Maria. Then eight males, Iron Man, Thor, Captain America, Hawkeye, Hulk, Loki, Fury, Coulson.

Not counting polyships/selfships for ease of math, and using the characters cisgender identities bc that is what they are largely seen as (no disrespect meant to any trans/nb interpretations)

Possible f/m ships: 16 (35.5%)
Possible f/f ships: 1 (2.2%)
Possible m/m ships: 28 (62.2%)

That’s not even accounting for screentime, character chemistry, interaction times, etc. thats just the NUMBERS.

When there’s a large disparity in character gender then yeah, you’re going to see a heavy inclination to m/m ships because that’s really ALL THATS POSSIBLE. The fans have a natural desire for more story and romances, they want to world build and AU. We’ve done that since stories were first told.

So of COURSE you’re going to see a lot of women - of all sexual orientations - leaning towards m/m pairings because when there’s only potatoes at the buffet… you eat the potatoes. Think of all the shows an movies with only one female character in a cast of men. Is it really difficult to see WHY there’s a lot of m/m ships there?”

Mainstream media is male-centered and male-dominated.

Going beyond just the numbers the fact is that in the majority of popular films and TV shows many of the female characters aren’t well-rounded or on screen as much as most of the men. There is a tendency for women to be the secondary characters or maybe to have one main female character. This makes it hard to really relate to and invest in a lot of the female characters out there. Not that people don’t, but it’s not going to attract a huge following.

Take Supernatural (low hanging fruit I know) where even if there are a large number of women that appear throughout the series, there aren’t many that stick around(and let’s not even go there with all of the deaths and how sexist that is right now ha)or interact with each other in a way that would lead to a lot of shipping. Even in my lovely Hannibal fandom, the Marlana ship which people love and people write for just isn’t going to have as much of a following just based on the fact that they aren’t the main characters. And Marlana is a good example of a w/w ship where they aren’t objectified, don’t die, and still it’s a secondary focus. There obviously are some exceptions, but they are few and far between.

Originally posted by astudyinwinchester



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