that i tried to make silly

An Answer

The updated version of the code produces a plaintext of “GG”, whilst the other get’s “GG, P” and then some unknown characters.

There are two stages to decoding this, firstly you need to look at the numbers themselves:

2+1+4+6+10+11+75+99+98012+3+9990+2+78+1+3+5+24+2118+69+420+1+1+13424121+2158952

I tried to add a clue with the working version by making the numbers a little larger and slightly silly, to make you see that it’s no about them at all, instead it’s about what they are: odd or even.

From here, you change all the even numbers to a “0″ and all the odd numbers to a “1″. Remove all the addition signs too, they were just a red herring. This binary number can then be translated using an online translator, to get the plain-text.

This is the major flaw in the system, there is no way to indicate which way around the numbers should go. For example, there’s no sign of showing that even numbers go to 0, and odd to 1. Whilst this isn’t strictly an issue, it is but there’s no much anyone could do with this.

Also, it’s not very practical. Each letter in binary has something like 8 digits- meaning that every letter in this system has to be, at a minimum, 16 or 17 digits long. Even the most basic of words now become too long, for example, the word “the” would be at a minimum of 50 characters long.

Though, this lengthiness may also be another layer of encryption- stopping lazy people from decoding your work may just be what you’re looking for.

Thanks for reading,

i swear tho if Lance does become the black paladin i want blue lion to like, give him away

like Lance will come to blue when he finds out that he has to pilot the black lion and he tries to go into blue but blue won’t let him in and he thinks ‘oh no she thinks i don’t love her anymore she’s rejecting me, just like everyone else has’ and

he hears this sad rumble in his mind and chest and a low soft voice echoes inside him that says “my silly pilot, you will always be welcomed back”

but Lance makes this broken noise and thinks “then why won’t you let me in?”

and blue lion whines small and deep “bc, dear cub, I’m afraid if you do, i will not be able to let you go”

then, with utter delicacy, blue lifts one paw and places it in front of lances chest and nudges him back

“find your leader and then come back. until then….”

and lance’s mortification and awe, blue bows her head to him. and the tears start streaming down his face, only able to stand there in complete silence.

“lead us to victory. black paladin.”

i like how dan enjoys his black jean jacket so much and how he pulls up the collar to feel like a badass even tho it makes him look smaller and silly and cute and how he tries to pull the sleeves down over his hands but it’s a freaking jean jacket that will not cover his huge hands and he looks comfortable and happy in it

Of the Importance of Silliness

I got thinking yesterday, pondering on the question “what makes a good relationship?” And sure, there’s the fluff, the communication and the ability to compromise, all that good stuff. But being able to be silly with your partner is also such an important concept??? So I give you:

Les Amis (and Co) being silly with their significant others

Enjolras & Grantaire: Grantaire has the habit of bursting into song about everything and anything, narrating his surroundings, drumming on every available surface and making rhymes up as he goes. Enjolras is more often than not at the heart of the songs, so he tries to retaliate with spontaneous songs of his own concerning Grantaire. Poorly.
They end up talking in rhymes sometimes, making “alas” rhyme with “jackass”, “meme” with “supreme”…

Courfeyrac & Combeferre: Courfeyrac is an amateur of fine memeing and never fails an opportunity to slip in a little “wow much doge” meme, quickly infecting Combeferre. They also “speak” whale around the flat, like Dory in Finding Nemo, because they find it hilarious.

Joly & Bossuet & Musichetta: Always up for a challenge, they watch those “Try not to Smile or Laugh” challenge videos together. Except they brought a variation. Every time one of them laughs, that person has to put a marshmallow in their mouth. It ends up with them looking like hamsters, crying with laughter, watching each other snort and spitting out marshmallow paste.
It’s grand.

Bahorel & Feuilly: They dare each other. And double dog dare each other if needed. And it’s not like the game ever freaking ends, because they both want to win that unwinnable game, okay? As a Broadway enthusiast, Bahorel knows all duet songs and choregraphies by heart, and brings Feuilly along for a two man show in their kitchen. Feuilly makes most of the lyrics up.

Jehan & Montparnasse: They send each other snaps constantly. And not the cute kind. They pull the worst faces, use the worst filters. Even when they’re in the same room, they try to make each other laugh via snapchat. Parnasse trusts Jehan not to screenshot the ugliest ones. That is real hardass trust right there

Eponine & Cosette: They speak PTA mom. To each other. And it’s very hard not to crack up, because they call each other suburban mom names with a high pitched voice, saying they want to see the manager at the mildest “inconvenience”. Eponine makes a very convincing tiger mom when she wips her fringe and purses her lips, and Cosette gets fits of laughter every time

Care Takers

Characters: Y/N Ackles (Reader), Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Misha Collins, Mark Sheppard, Rob Benedict, Richard Speight, Paige and Erin Ackles (reader and Jensen’s two year old twins - mentioned)

Pairing: Jensen x Wife!Reader

Warnings: gross behavior, snot, teasing co-stars, very light implied smut   

Wordcount: 1200ish

A/N: Silly little one shot inspired by Jensen letting Jared blow his nose on Jensen’s sleeve at BurCon 16.

Thanks to my sassy wonderful sissy @mysupernaturalfics for betaing this silliness for me.

NO HATE TOWARDS DANNEEL - I LOVE HER THIS IS FICTION. ASSUME SHE IS HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

You all but ran off stage to the green room with Misha right behind you. You tried to kick him as he passed you. Pretending to be you, giggling like a schoolgirl and skipping, making fun of your excitement to see your husband again.

“Shut up Mish!” You laughed hitting his shoulder with your fist. “I haven’t seen him since last weekend dude.”

“Oh an entire week. How did you get through it,” Mark appeared, his voice laced with sarcasm making you pull a face of him as he joined you in your path towards the Green Room.

“How long have you been married for again? 4-5 years?” Misha smirked besides you making you pull a face at him.

“Almost 6,” you replied before making a dramatic sigh when the two men started laughing out loud. You put on your pretend angry face, but you knew they saw right through you. Your excitement were not easy to hide after all, since your husband was only a door away from you now.

“You know what! You two suck!” You pouted when they continued laughing at you. You pushed the door to the green room open and all annoyance instantly left your body with the sight of your husband. He was standing with his back against you talking to Rob, Rich and Jared.

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I CAN’T BELIEVE I SPENT THE WHOLE DAY MAKING THESE

ONLY /NOW/
I was mostly having trouble with drawing these because it’s Ha R d t O.  dRa w w He N yoUr ha nd.  Is shaking frOm hYSTerical l.  aughtEr WHEEEEeEeEEEeEzE-
ITS GONNA BE OK a Y-
call amb Ule nce I WASNT EVEN LAUgHiNG THaT HARD BEFoRE THE LAST FRAME NOW I’M DEAD

HOPE THIS BROUgHt A SMIlE TO YOUR FACE CAUSE MINE WON’T COME OFF I TRIED

The chat that didn't happen
  • SNAPE: I've been thinking about the prophecy.
  • VOLDEMORT: Oh yes?
  • SNAPE: And I've been feeling pretty terrible about that kid.
  • VOLDEMORT: That kid..? Severus, are you perhaps referring to, 'The one who has the power to vanquish the Dark Lord'?
  • SNAPE: Yes! Him! How about...how about you just, y'know, spare him?
  • VOLDEMORT: .......
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“Come on now Draco, what if your father walks in?” you quriked an eyebrow at your boyfriend as you lay on his bed with him hovering above you.

“First of all, he would knock. Secondly, I don’t care” he smirked as he bent down and kissed you deeply, sliding off of you soon afterwards and bringing you close to his chest.

“Hm..” You closed your eyes relishing the moment but begrudgingly tried to get out of his warm embrace when he tightened his hold and looked at you questioningly with his deep blue pools making you sigh.

“Why do you think I brought my bag with me to your house today?” you looked up at him with your lips curled upwards and a twinkle in your eyes.

“To burn your books alongwith mine?” he smirked slyly making you playfully punch him.

“To do my homework and to make you do it as well silly” you rolled your eyes making him groan slightly.

“Come on (Y/N), don’t bring school into this. Just savour the moment for once.” he closed his eyes and pulled you closer.

“Summer tasks can wait for now” he grumbled and put his face in your hair, inhaling your intoxicating scent and rubbing small circles on your hip, knowing you were close to breaking.

“But-” “Ah, we’ll do them after dinner if you’re so desperate for them. I’ll drop you off then. Let’s just… Stay like this some more” he tiredly said as you reluctantly agreed and sealed your eyes shut, letting him hold you lovingly.

I am trying to see things in perspective.
My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter
chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot
have this, because chocolate makes dogs
very sick. My dog does not understand this.
She pouts and wraps herself around my leg
like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me
to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in,
she eventually gives up and lays in the corner,
under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the
universe has my best interest in mind like I have
my dog’s. When I want something with my whole
being, and the universe withholds it from me,
I hope the universe thinks to herself: “Silly girl.
She thinks this is what she wants, but she
does not understand how it will hurt.
—  THEORIES ABOUT THE UNIVERSE by Blythe Baird
Not mine

I’ve tried
Tried so very hard
to give this bloody
mangled heart
to you
I can see why
you wouldn’t
want it
Silly of me
to try and stay true
to something that never was
Hands full of blood
mind full of mud
Clouded
and cloudy
You wish to be free
Clear running
a mountain stream
Instead of this want
our lusts and our screams
Broken dreams
shattered on the ground
There is a sound
the heart makes
when hope dies
Like a baby cries
Mewling and wet
filled with regret
For something it’s
never known
Only difference is
my heart knew you
like coming home

At least I tried,
oh how I tried

BTS reacts to you being sensitive { they touch your sides/thighs }

Jin: *Only does it when he wants to hear you make those cute noises*
“Stop runing, I want to hear moreeee.”

Originally posted by taeguk

Namjoon: *Does it when you’re angry at him*
“See if you were really angry you wouldn’t have reacted.”

Originally posted by ilalisa

Yoongi: *Tries not to do it but can’t help it*
“Sorry but it’s so cute when you make those noises.”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Hoseok: *Does it and then teases you about it*
“Why are you like this? Cute yet so silly?”

Originally posted by pjkook

Jimin: *Likes to do it public*
“I don’t know, why did you make those noises Jagi? The boys want to know.”

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Taehyung: *Only does it when he is bored*
“Oopsie?”

Originally posted by cmtae

Jungkook: *Only does it when he wants to hear the noises*
“Damn that’s hot.”

Originally posted by jeonsshi

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Chapter 8

Mark Tuan || frat boy au

Originally posted by gots7

Reader (you) x Mark Tuan ft Jaebum

Word Count: 1368

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Summary: A heated argument lead to a lot of thinking for the future you and Mark shared. 

prologue  Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  Chapter 6  Chapter 7  Chapter 9


The whole world shattered before my eyes as I read those texts. Who was Shae? Was she the girl who kissed Mark when I caught them? Or was she a completely different girl that Mark played with? And to think I was a part of this mess was silly. He knew I liked him which was why he targeted me. Getting frustrated I got out of bed and collected my belongings. I felt disgusted and ashamed with myself. How could I have a crush on a guy like that?

Quickly, I rummaged through Mark’s room as I avoided to make a lot of noise. Mark was sleeping and I didn’t want him to wake up to make this situation worse than it already is. I tried really hard to hold back my tears and knew that I, as a strong person, can make it through tough times like this. Almost exiting the room, I heard a voice behind me that I didn’t want to hear.

“Leaving me again?” Mark asked, stirring from his sleep. Silently cursing under my breath, I decided to face the problem. Otherwise, I would be stuck in sorrow, crying over a stupid guy.

“Well, I assume you want me to leave because Shae wanted you next.” I said sourly, turning around to face the man whom I thought cared for me. I watched as his face turned from a smile to a frown.

“What are you talking about, (Y/N)?” He sighed, as he sat up from his bed, ruffling his hair.

“What I’m talking about is that you use girls for your own pleasure. You sick bastard!” I slightly yelled, my temper rising quite quickly.

“Okay, calm,” Mark slowly stated, “Just tell me what’s bothering you and I’ll fix it.”

“Fix what, Mark?” I asked, suddenly getting teary. “You told me you loved me. Confessed to me and even had sex with me. You said you would protect me from assholes when you are one too. I thought that you actually cared for me when you used me for your own pleasure!”

“Are you yelling at me because of Shae?” Mark raised his eyebrow at me, asking the question like it meant nothing to me.

“Goddammit! Yes, Mark!” I cried as I felt tears rolled down my cheeks.

“Listen, (Y/N),” Mark started as gradually walked towards me, “Shae is nothing to me. She’s ju-”

“Then am I nothing to you?” I interrupted Mark, not listening to any of his excuses.

“God, no. (Y/N), why would I even confess to you if I didn’t like you. I confessed because I like you.” Mark explained softly, trying to get me to calm down.

“Then who would you rather pick? Me or Shae? Because in my eyes, I see a fuckboy standing right in front of me.” I confidently stated.

“I’m not playing with any girls!” Mark exclaimed quite loudly, clearly getting angry.

“Then why are these girls calling your phone? Are you their hotline-bling?” I yelled at him with more tears streaming down my face.

“Okay, yes! I love to party, get drunk and have fun. I play with girls and I have sex with them. Yes, I’m a fuckboy but that doesn’t mean I can’t commit to one girl.” Mark gave in, his temper rising slowly.

“Commit to one girl or not, you used me Mark. I feel disgusted that I even slept with you.” I spat out, grabbing the handle of the door and getting ready to leave. I couldn’t handle the excuses Mark gave me, I needed to leave.

“How many times do I have to say I like you? I like you and I want to commit to a relationship with the girl I care about. I would choose you over Shae anytime.” Mark throughly explained as he tried to prevent me from leaving. I opened the door of his dorm and looked at him straight in the eye. His blonde hair was messy, which made him look cute. His handsome feature raidented in the light that we were in. And to saw I fell into his trap was the sad reality. No boy was perfect. Not even Mark Tuan.

“If you like me that much,” I sighed, getting ready to leave, “I need you to prove it to me.”

And with that, I slammed the door and left Mark standing speechless. And that was when I let my tears run down my face. Walking down the hallway, I snuffled and cried as I exited the building. I never knew liking someone so much would hurt especially when I thought he cared for me. And all this time I thought Mark was a prince. I thought he was perfect boy that was my type. And to see him shatter my heart into pieces tore me down. I wasn’t willing to see him ever again unless he proved to me that he was worth dating.

“(Y/N)!” I heard someone yell from behind, interrupting my thoughts. I whipped around to see Jaebum, with a cap covering his face, and a oversized sweater that made him look vulnerable. As I faced him from a distance, he immediately knew I was in a mess. And so he walked over to me, cautiously, before towering over my body.

“Are you okay?” He asked with a soft, gentle voice. I assume he was scared that I was mad at hom for punching me. But while I think about it, the whole incident was my fault. And so, out of nowhere, I suddenly hugged Jaebum and cried into his shirt.

“Shh,” He whispered as he patted my head to comfort me, “It’s okay.”

“I hate boys.” I muffled into his shirt as I tried to catch my breath from crying.

“Hate is a strong word.” Jaebum chuckled, hoping to cheer me up from his lame humor.

“Okay, I dislike boys. Is that better?” I said, pulling away from Jaebum to see him smiling down at me with a loving face.

“Better.” He stated as he leaned down to give me a kiss on the forehead. I suddenly got a rush of comfort which made the crying go away. Jaebum gave me another smile as he took my hand and walked me over to the nearest bench.

“You were right about Mark.” I stated as I sat down into Jaebum’s arms. “He’s a dick.”

“Whoa, hey.” Jaebum laughed under his breath, pulling me closer to him, “He’s a pretty nice guy, actually.”

I looked at Jaebum with wide eyes and stared at him with disbelief, “Are you defending him?”

“Well I wouldn’t call it defending. Yes, I use to hate that guy because stole you away from me.” Jaebum said calmly, looking ahead of him. “After I punched you in the face, I couldn’t bare to look at the mess I just made. But Mark stepped in and took care of you. That was when I realized he would treat you way better than I ever will. And so, I gave you up so you could be with him.”

“That’s bullshit. Mark is a player and he knows it.” I coldly stated, crossing my arms.

“But that doesn’t mean he can’t commit to one girl.” Jaebum chuckled. “He loves you and I can see it in his face.”

“You sound exactly like Mark.” I huffed out.

“Maybe it’s a guy thing. When a guy says he wants to commit a relationship with you, he really means it.” Jaebum explained as he turned his head to look at me.

“How philosophical. When and how did you grow up, Jae?” I joked, hoping to change the subject about Mark.

“Do not ask me that question.” Jaebum laughed out loud. “Just give him a chance, (Y/N). He’ll change his ways just for you. I know it.”

“Maybe.” I whispered under my breath. “Maybe.”

At this point, I wasn’t even sure what to think anymore. Was Mark even telling the truth or was he covering up for what he did? Uncertain of my answers, I leaned back on Jaebum’s arms and thought to myself. If Mark really did fix up this mess, would I give him a second chance?


HEY! This mini series is about to end so soon. nooooooo. But hey, I have other ideas and I’m sure all of you will enjoy it. I’m updating now so I don’t have to update this week because I’m super busy with school. Also, i’m sorry if you requested and I haven’t written anything yet. I’ll get to it, I promise it’s on my list. In the meantime, enjoy this and have a wonderful day! Take care and happy halloween. 

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