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Then warning trumpets were suddenly sounded, and echoed along the rocky shores. The cheering stopped and the joy was turned to dread. So it was that the dragon did not find them quite unprepared. Before long, so great was his speed, they could see him as a spark of fire rushing towards them and growing ever huger and more bright, and not the most foolish doubted that the prophecies had gone rather wrong.

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In 2012, Mohsen, who is bisexual and a Christian convert, fled his home in Iran after his uncle hit him with his car and, when he survived, vowed to finish him off.

Mohsen was hoping to take shelter in Australia, but the boat smuggling him to its shores was stopped at sea. Now he is trapped on Papua New Guinea’s Manus Island. He has has twice been beaten by off-duty immigration officers in the past year and is now afraid to leave his room.

Mohsen is one of more than 1,300 asylum seekers that Australia has sent, since 2012, to what is called the Manus Island detention center. It’s a facility for single men and teenage boys; several hundred women and families are being detained 1,300 miles to the east on the island nation of Nauru. They were all captured at sea while trying to reach Australia by boat from Indonesia, under a policy that even the United Nations secretary general has personally pleaded with the Australia’s prime minister to bring to an end.

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yes, this actually happened
  • friend:I SEA WHAT YOU DID THERE
  • me:OMG
  • friend:WATER YOU SAYING OMG FOR
  • me:STOP I CAN'T HANDLE THE PUNS
  • friend:ARE YOU SHORE
  • me:STOP O M F G YOU ARE HILARIOUS
  • friend:OH OKAY WOULD YOU RATHER TALK ABOUT SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE IN THE CURRENT
  • me:I'M DONE NOPE DONE YOU'RE INSANE
  • friend:DONT BE A BEACH
  • me:I'M CRYING IS THIS REAL LIFE?
  • friend:DAM THIS CONVERSATION IS REALLY FLOWING
  • me:FUCKING HELL 2 IN ONE LISA 2 IN ONE
  • friend:I REALLY WISH I COULD KELP YOU
  • me:R U SERIOUS WHERE ARE YOU GETTING THIS FROM JFC
  • friend:ONLY THREE NOTES UGH SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST SUCH JELLY FISHES
  • me:IKR
  • friend:HOW CAN THEY BE SO SHELLFISH
  • me:THIS IS GETTING OUT OF CONTROL
  • friend:DONT YOU MEAN
  • *HAIR FLIP*
  • OVER FLOWING
  • me:FUCK
  • friend:SOMEONE HAS A SAILOR MOUTH
  • me:GOOD BYE PUN MASTER I'M OFFICIALLY BOGGLED
  • friend:BOGGLED DONT YOU MEAN
  • *HAIR FLIP*
  • GOGGLED
  • me:STOP IT WITH THE HAIR FLIPS OMG
  • friend:WHY, AFRAID OF MY WEED (weaveee)
  • me:S T O P
  • friend:FINE WE CAN JUST FLOAT ON PAST THIS
  • me:FINE BY ME

anonymous asked:

Could you write a solangelo pirate and prince au for us please? Like the pirate captain kidnapped the prince for ransom but it doesn't work out because he had just come out to the king and he had disowned him. That might be confusing, sorry. Love ya!

“It’s not going to work! Haven’t you heard me? They’re not paying money for me!” The prince yelled, his previous composure disappearing with the winds, disappearing with the winds pushing the large ship further from shore.

“Eh! Stop that yelling! Or yer’ll pay for it!” 

“Stop. Both of you.” 

Another pirate stepped up, his voice was dry, his eyes had dark circles around them. He seemed important as the others stepped away as he walked down the center of the group. He looked younger than most of the others, his accent different.

He stopped in front of the prince, looking down at where he was bound on the ground. His eyes flicked to the shine on the prince’s cheek. 

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imagine if one day you go to the beach and you’re walking around the shore and then stop to look at the stunning sunset

the whole place is wrapped in a warm orange color and you can’t remember when was the last time you ever felt this peaceful

the only thing you can hear is the sound of waves and the wind is strong but refreshing but suddenly you spot something on the horizon

you see it coming closer and closer and you can’t quite tell what it is

its shape is hidden underwater but you can catch a faint glimpse of its color and you can see it coming closer and closer

you assume its probably trash somebody accidentally threw to the sea but it’s way too big almost like a carpet or a tent

there’s nobody around you can warn or ask to

finally the thing reaches the shore and then..

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you see it

To The Sea ~ Closed starter for legolasoflasgalen

Sasha slowly strolled among the trees in the ever thinning forest. It wasn’t men or disease that caused the trees to become more scarce as she walked, but a change in the soil. Gradually as she softly tread the earth, she felt it begin to give way to a more sandy texture. Even the color began to shift from its rich and fertile brown to a more grainy and loose tan. Footprints that were once as clear as day soon became indistinguishable impressions as the trees became more and more scarce. This was no valley Sasha was entering but a sandy coastline.

The wind gently blew Sasha’s hair off of her shoulders and fulled her lungs with its salty sea air. Crying gulls filled the air as waves crashed onto the shores. Sasha stopped in her tracks at the forest’s edge, right where trees turned into beach grass. The song of the sea was enough to put even her into a trance, fore she did not notice the other person standing at the edge of the forest. Instead she closed her eyes and took another deep breath of the near intoxicating sea air as she listened to the it’s melody.