I need someone that listens to my stories and actually remembers them the next day because they weren’t drinking. I need someone that listens to my favorite music, to figure out why it’s my favorite. Someone who remembers my best friend’s name, because there’s no excuse when I don’t stop talking about her. Someone who listens when I’m upset, instead of sweeping it under the rug. Someone who tries to learn me, my past, and figure out why I am the way that I am. Someone who doesn’t make me feel stupid about my interests and hobbies. Someone that introduces me as their girlfriend and doesn’t stand 2 feet away all night. Someone that is truthful, mature, and honest about their intentions. Someone that would make me proud to raise a family with. Someone that validates my emotions. I need someone who isn’t still in love with their ex, because I’m not a second choice.

I not only need need it, I deserve it.



Pau Grand Prix. 1939. Scob.

45 ¾ x 62 ¾ in./116.2 x 159.4 cm

Two weeks after the final race in the 1939 Grand Prix circuit, World War II broke out, leaving no official winner to that year’s events. This race at Pau, however, was the first of the season, setting the stage for what would be a sweeping series of victories by Nazi Germany. The date at the bottom of the poster is a tip-on, the image having also been used in the 1937 race.

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Densely-linked cluster of 147 companies control 40% of world's total wealth #5yrsago

The network of global corporate control (PDF), a study published in PLOS One, analyzes the ownership structures of the world’s corporations and finds a tightly-knit cluster of 147 entities control 40 percent of the world’s wealth. Not only is this creepy inasmuch as it puts a lot of power into a small number of hands, but it also suggests that the governance of much of the world’s wealth is closely correlated, so one disaster could sweep like wildfire across them all:


anonymous asked:

So in Tsubomi's recent snot emergency, do you think the other two girls who were sweeping with her are perhaps the vegetable-heads?

i kiiinda got the impression that these girls in chapter 94.1

(whom tsubomi refers to as gossipers, implying that they’re not very nice,) might actually be

emi’s mean friends who tore up her novel in chapter 52? …perhaps? 

well, maybe it’s not very likely, but either way, check out that art improvement

The Military Campaigns of Tiglath-pileser III: Priest King and Conqueror – Part 1

Tiglath-pileser, founder and priest king of the second Assyrian Empire made sweeping political and military changes and shaped their mighty standing army.  After securing Babylon and driving out the Aramaean raiders, Tiglath-pileser turned his army loose on the known world. Guest Author Cam Rea details the military campaigns of Tiglath-pileser III.

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I absolutely love the way the Lord speaks in the Old Testament. This morning He took me to Isaiah, Lamentations, and Ezekiel and I can’t get enough. 

“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you. I have summoned you by name; you are Mine. When you pass through waters I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.”

“Forget the former things: do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up, do you not perceive it? I am making you a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”

“I am He who blots out your transgressions and remembers your sins no more. My compassions never fail. They are new every morning.”

“I will sprinkle clean water on you, and you will be clean; I will cleanse you from all your impurities and all your idols. I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.” 

kuvirametalbender  asked:

What do you make of R'hollor showing Melissandre visions of Bran and Lord Brynden when she asked him for visions of his instrument? Do you think it's merely Him trying to show her fighters against the Others or there's something else there?

Stannis was marching south into peril, the king who carried the fate of the world upon his shoulders, Azor Ahai reborn. Surely R’hllor would vouchsafe her a glimpse of what awaited him. Show me Stannis, Lord, she prayed. Show me your king, your instrument.

Visions danced before her, gold and scarlet, flickering, forming and melting and dissolving into one another, shapes strange and terrifying and seductive. She saw the eyeless faces again, staring out at her from sockets weeping blood. Then the towers by the sea, crumbling as the dark tide came sweeping over them, rising from the depths. Shadows in the shape of skulls, skulls that turned to mist, bodies locked together in lust, writhing and rolling and clawing. Through curtains of fire great winged shadows wheeled against a hard blue sky.

The girl. I must find the girl again, the grey girl on the dying horse. Jon Snow would expect that of her, and soon. It would not be enough to say the girl was fleeing. He would want more, he would want the when and where, and she did not have that for him. She had seen the girl only once. A girl as grey as ash, and even as I watched she crumbled and blew away.

A face took shape within the hearth. Stannis? she thought, for just a moment … but no, these were not his features. A wooden face, corpse white. Was this the enemy? A thousand red eyes floated in the rising flames. He sees me. Beside him, a boy with a wolf’s face threw back his head and howled.

There’s more, but as you can see, R’hllor’s showing Mel a lot of things, not just fellow warriors in the battle for the dawn. She sees the “eyeless faces” of the rangers killed by the Weeper; she sees “towers by the sea, crumbling as the dark tide came sweeping over them, rising from the depths,” which is probably Euron’s attack on Oldtown (“where the heaviest blow will fall,” namely Euron blowing the Horn and bringing down the Wall); she sees Rhaegal and Viserion soaring above the Battle of Fire; she sees Alys Karstark on the run, though Mel thinks it’s Arya. Bran and Bloodraven are just part of this swirl of images. 

Original watercolour painting (not a print) entitled “Frosted Light”

Cool winter air sweeps across a forest lake scene in this painting. Delicate snowflakes fall all around as stars and shooting stars light up the sky. Painted with cool, turquoise and blue tones with subtle grey black accents.

Every piece is hand painted in my art studio, based in England. I use the finest paints and materials to create pieces that you can enjoy again and again. I love to bring colour and imagination to your space.

If you are interested in a piece like this, but in a different colourway, please do contact me, I am happy to create custom pieces. 

Size:  30x23cm

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You had watched her from the moment she had arrived, your curiousity captured by the strange technology she carried with her. You had seen humans frequently, but there was something different about her. She had a power that the others didn’t.

Peering over the dock, you watched her walk by, your big eyes sweeping across the blue sky. You lifted yourself higher, the weight of your tail almost making it impossible.

She turned her head just as you were dropping underneath the water, not wanting her to notice you. After a moment, you lifted your head once more and stopped.

“Hi!” She said, smiling down at you.

Jerking back, you fell beneath the surface, frightened by her silent approach. When she didn’t go away, you rose up to the dock, a slight frown on your face.

“I am Mei! Who are you?” She asked as her eyes following the smooth curve of your tail. Your scales glittered and gleamed beneath the water, and she was entranced by the constant movements of the translucent fins.

“Y/N,” you said in a shaky voice, not sure if you could trust her. You had heard the stories of humans attacking your kind, taking them as trophies and prizes.

“I’ve never met a creature like you. You are very beautiful,” she said, her voice gentle yet enthusiastic.

Your cheeks burned red as she smiled, her round face glowing. You glanced at the strange machine floating around her shoulders, its noises reminding you of the small children that used to run around here.

“You are human?” You asked, your eyes falling to the strange clothing she wore. The cloth was thick and appeared warm, and she seemed ready for a cold season.

“Yes, I am. I’m from Overwatch. Do you know what that is?” She knelt down, her hands resting on her knees.

You shook your head, and she smiled.

“It’s an organization for people to go around and help people. I was brought here because there were reports of strange biological changes in the enviroment. No one told me there would be a creature like you here.”

“Most do not know I am here. I tend to stay under water.” You folded your arms and placed them on the dock, bringing yourself closer to her.

She blushed when she felt your breath against her face, her eyes growing wide. You reached up and brushed your hand over her hair, your teeth digging into your bottom lip.

“You’re very beautiful for a human,” you said.

“O-oh, thank y-you.” She managed a smile, and you watched the redness of her cheeks spread to her ears. Mei turned her head and giggled, her shy smile hidden beneath her hand. “I must leave. I need to be somewhere soon.”

“Come back for me, Mei,” you said as you dropped into the water, a grin teasing the corners of your lips.

Ahhh just manage to read their stories and doing summaries due to real life commitment. Anyway these are stories of their first meeting (and apparently first date?) without going through any lords or ninja soo it’s just them and MC. Enjoy them! ^^

Note: Only Maeda Keiji’s summary available first. Kirigakure Hotaru’s & Amakasu Kanetsugu’s would be released next 2 days respectively.

Summaries Masterpost


First time tryst with Maeda Keiji-booo

A normal busy day at the restaurant, especially nowadays a lot of customers keep coming. A customer concerns about MC being so busy with work and not going out for breather at all. She really got no time since she’s busy from early morning and by the blink of time, the day has ended.

After the shop calms down a bit, MC going out in front and sweeping. Suddenly,

“Hey hey”

When she’s looking back, there’s the customer that comes to their shop lately. Approaching her while grinning, he’s asking her whether she’s free now. She’s surprised as someone who’s name she doesn’t even know asking her that. Although the shop calms down already, but she still hears bustling noise inside and hesitantly saying no. The guy asks her to have spare time tomorrow since he’ll be asking her then. Then he leaves without hearing MC’s reply, leaving her dumbfounded.

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Trump pledges to accept election results — ‘if I win’

‘I’m being asked to waive centuries of legal precedent designed to protect the voters,’ the Republican nominee declares at an Ohio rally.


Donald Trump will accept the outcome on Nov. 8 — “if I win,” the Republican presidential nominee declared Thursday, mocking critics who have scolded him for suggesting he may not concede the election to Hillary Clinton if he loses.

Campaigning for the first time since the third and final presidential debate — and in the aftermath of campaign manager Kellyanne Conway’s sweeping effort to clean up his comment — Trump teased a big announcement.

“Ladies and gentleman, I wanna make a major announcement today,” he told supporters in Delaware County, Ohio.

“I would like to promise and pledge, to all of my voters and supporters and to all of the people of the United States, that I will totally accept the results of this great and historic presidential election — if I win,” he proclaimed, pointing directly to his supporters as they cheered him on.

According to a transcript of his remarks, though, Trump could have gone a different route with his rhetorical jab. “I would like to promise and pledge to all of my voters and supporters, and to all of the people of the United States, that when the results come in on election night, I will accept — without delay or hesitation — the concession speech of Hillary Rodham Clinton,” an alternate version of his transcript sent out to reporters said.

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✿; Alright guys, just gonna announce a little thread drop here! I have untracked all threads pertaining to the RNA group verse. I haven’t been feeling it and quite frankly, I’m buried underneath other threads that I actually have the muse for, so I’m gonna go ahead and clean those from my tracker.

I believe I had threads with @sheikahminstrel, @effinxi, and @reginalucem… and I feel like I’m missing someone… Ah well. Either way, it’s a tiny bit off my shoulders. 

I’ve been coding a new page where I will be chronicling all of my threads (instead of putting them all in my tags page, yikes) so that’s been eating up my time. As I go, I’m sorta sweeping up some super old threads and starters that were never responded to and archiving them for the time being.

But yeah! That’s that! Gonna go ahead and call it a night with this, so goodnight everyone!

So, since the country is falling apart,

and old people are on tv talking about the interwebs and being unintentionally hilarious, and Trump still exists, and I really don’t wanna put on pants and go to the doctor, and my throat hurts, and stuff is generally shit, SO: who’s gonna come riding up on a glorious and noble unicorn and sweep me away to a distant land without so much clusterfuckery?