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[rmmcdermott]

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Monday morning technical issues. #technicaldifficulties #mondaymorning #mondaymadness #updatingdevices

[mrsthunderkin]

Why is it always the watering can

Part 5>>> Part 7

[cupiidzbow]

ARIANE/ALINA (CURRENTLY KNOWN AS @/MANCHALANDS) IS A SERIAL CYBERSTALKER AND HARASSER.

I have talked to many, many, people who have been affected by her actions. she has proven time and time again to constantly rebrand, change usersnames and aliases to keep an eye on people and send her circle of friends to send antagonistic anons encouraging people to deactivate or end their own lives. Some of this stalking has been going on for around 5 years in peoples accounts.

THIS IS NOT A DOCUMENT CRAFTED TO HARASS PEOPLE, DO NOT HARASS HER OR ANYONE MENTIONED IN THIS DOCUMENT. you are no better than her. you will be blocked I find out anyone has been attacked/harassed. you have been warned.

And as a final note, if you have your own experiences with her, you’re welcome to contact me with your own testimonials, and I will be happy to add your proved claims to the document ( with your anonymity kept in tact of course).

Thank you for reading.

[tblsomedoodles]

The Preferable Alternative- Prologue - Part 1

Start (you are here) - Previous (none) - Next

New au. I can't explain the main thought behind this without spoilers. And since i'm jumping straight into a multi-part comic, i won't be giving out any.

Basically vibes for this is that it's kinda creepy and maybe suspenseful with eventual hurt/comfort (if that doesn't make sense, im sorry, i have a hard time describing things). I'm also pretty mean to Donnie. Not "Donnie vs" mean, but unfortunately this idea wouldn't work with anyone else.

(for those that get anxious, like me. There is no main character death. (might not be death at all but we shall see. that depends on one character and even i'm not sure exactly what they'd do yet.) and no one's gets serious physical injuries. Definitely more hurt/comfort than plain angst. b/c that's how i roll. I can't do straight up angst.)

I'll write a proper summery once the prologue's done. I don't want to spoil it too much. For now, just know it's a PB&J duo story that happens during the 6 weeks before the Krang invasion.

[genshinimpactresources]

Genshin Impact | Playstation JPN Blog Version 5.7 Images

[vero-niche]

vero’s super secret 🤫 google drive of anime - sk8 the infinity (OVA included)

~ please check this post for details and rules before proceeding ~

the ova is here!!! so as promised, here is a safe download opportunity of the sk8ter gays, via my google drive 💕

file information for the series:

type: mkv (you’ll need a player that can handle that, e.g. VLC)

audio: japanese + english dub

sub included: english

total size of folder: 2.73 Gb

file information for the OVA:

type: mkv (1080p quality)

audio: japanese

subs included: English, Spanish (Latin American), Spanish (European), French, Italian, Portuguese (Brazilian), Russian

size of file: 1.45 Gb

Files will be up for at least a month! enjoy 🌈💖

[iminlovewithmybentley]

New (I think) BTS pictures of the Device family from season 1!!!!

[starmocha]

@rose-tinted-kalopsia his necklace is DANGLING GIRLIE WHERE IS THAT FIC @unluckywisher HELP ME

[mayaheronthorn]

Me with my father's mistress😀✌

[shedoesntevengohier]

(Catholics don’t do divine command theory, right, that’s some evangelicals? Do Catholics do the ‘God would not tell you to do something wrong, that is just not a thing that would happen’? Or something else?)

Anyway, wow Vincent is perfect for the kind of story of,

God tells Vincent to do something which is wrong. (Yes literally God in this one, I’m not sure what kind of story like that this is but it is).

Vincent: I acknowledge Your ownership of every part of me and that You can do as You will with me. I love and honor and bow to You. And I’m not going to do that.

(God: 💙)

(This is a test of Abraham type of thing where him actually doing the wrong thing was never an outcome that was going to happen or supposed to, but seeing what he would do if told to was.)

[multiheadcanons]

MERCS AS SUNRISES

scout: a sunrise that doesn’t pan out the way you would think. thick, rolling clouds obscuring the more favorable conditions to create the pinks and oranges of a photogenic sunrise, but as the sun climbs higher over the horizon, the dazzling yellow rays that shine through each is enough to wake you. the kinds of sunrises where when a beam of sunshine hits you it felt it was made just for you. the sky is a brilliant, clear blue in minutes. it turns into a picturesque morning, regardless of where you are.

soldier: a sunrise from a cruel sun, most normally found in summers. the kind that, throughout the night you look up and see clouds rolling in and hope for an overcast day to break the heat wave, but as the sun rises it completely eradicates each and every cloud, leaving unbearably hot, humid mornings. the kind where you can tell from the reflection of the sun on your neighbor’s windows it may not be a good day to be outside. but somehow you will end up there.

pyro: a sunrise that comes during a wildfire. it’s red, and smoky, and it’s hard to breathe outside. the kinds of sunrises where you can’t see them, but your heart swells, then drops at the lack of the sound of wildlife. you hope they make it to safety. and as you quietly mutter a prayer, or words of manifestation for their safety, you are hit with the sudden question. what about your safety? how will you get out of this? is there a way out? you are sure there is. we are in too modern of a time for you to not have a way out. but the question will never leave you as you check your go bag. it looks like an apocalypse out there. hell is on your doorstep. you can only hope everyone makes it to safety. including yourself.

demo: vivid, bright sunrises. where the clouds all combine with the sky to give a kaleidoscope of colors. the kind where you step out of your door and are washed in a periwinkle, and if you wait a little longer the periwinkle changes to shades of purple you couldn’t sit down and recreate with the highest tech lightboard and the creativity and time of god and the eyes of a mantis shrimp. the sunrises that make you think that maybe all of the struggle is worth it to see sunrises like this. and maybe it is.

heavy: the sunrises that come after a nightly rain. as the sun rises, the rain softens. leaving you to rise to a wet, muggy morning. that smells of teeming life and plant matter. in cooler weather, you may even get a mist, or a fog that morning. the kinds that you feel you can wander into your front yard and get lost in. the clouds may never truly leave, but the rain is quiet, less aggressive. and for that day, that will do.

engineer: them good sunrises. the ones that literally stun you, the ones where you let out a “gah DAMN!”. bright and vivid and beautiful, everything is awash in pink. pinks warmer than the brightest flower. you are pink. and the sun is the bloodiest orange you’ve ever seen. and the clouds look painted, good god. big bellows of low, lazy drifting clouds dyed pinks and oranges you never thought possible. the kinds of sunrises that by all means had to be created by someone.

medic: hazy and orange. the kind where the sun looks red and it doesn’t hurt to stare at. passing slowly through something you can’t tell from the distance is mist, or cloud, or smog. the sunrise you wake early for no reason to watch, and as you watch it develop you feel the primal urge to take cover. today, mother nature decided she will not be kind. the clouds move slow, to the point where you’re not sure if they’re moving. but they have to be. because it’s only getting darker as the sun climbs higher. it must be a storm on the way. but you just don’t know.

sniper: the kind of sunrise that has you begging for less clouds. the kind where you look up and you see the whispers of pink and purple and blue from between the thicket of clouds. but as the sun continues to rise, there is no color. it’s almost as though you imagined it. just clouds that give you the heavy reminder that they would crush you if they were affected by the earth’s gravity any more than they already are. and so many anviled clouds in the sky, daring to drop whatever they hold alongside themselves. but not a drop of rain to speak of.

spy: a sunrise where it seems like no matter how late you stay up, you are never awake to see the clouds form and cover what could be another sunny day. but, if you’re lucky enough, you get to watch the rain begin. and as the sun climbs higher, the rain gets harder. it stops getting brighter after a while, as the storm clouds continue to roll deeper inland. a breath of fresh air the first few times. until they just don’t stop. these make for wretched afternoons. you stare at stars with the feeling that they wait for everyone to sleep to beckon the clouds in. it almost makes you want to stay up all night, if that keeps the clouds away. like catching santa. but you just can’t stay awake long enough, and you rest, turbulent as the clouds sneak in once again, its thunder dully rumbling before it rises everyone in the early hours of the morn.

[tubbo--updates]

Tubbo posted on his Instagram story around 4 hours ago!

[caterpillarinacave]

It goes either way actually

[sirpuntine]

💋 Top Surgery Update 💋 w an AAC user

[respheal]

WIP Wednesday!

“Hyrule, are you—” Ravio paused and glanced around, as if sensing something was amiss and unsure if the others knew. “What happened to you, buddy? Your magic is…um. How do I put this?” “We had a run-in with a weird anti-fairy curse,” Four explained quickly. “Legend is getting magic powder.” Ravio tilted his head, his hood’s ears flopping to the side. “Huh.” “You can tell something’s different?” Hyrule asked weakly. “Just a bit,” Ravio said. “Everything here tends toward Light—elementally speaking. But you took a strange turn to Dark, and not like Mr. Rancher over there.” Ravio gestured in Twilight’s direction, and Twilight grabbed the leather cord of his dark crystal protectively. “Is that…all you can sense different?” If Ravio could pick up that much, Hyrule wondered, could he sense fae magic? Ravio shrugged. “My homeworld runs on Dark magic. I’d recognize it anywhere. It’s probably not good for you Light-worlders, though….” The artificer leaned over, the rabbit face on his hood looming too close for comfort. Hyrule thought he heard sniffing from under the hood—was Ravio smelling for magic? After a moment, Ravio straightened and said, “You’ll probably be fine? As long as you don’t touch anything strongly Light-oriented, anyway.” Several of the Chain looked towards Sky and the sword on his back. Sky glowered. “She wouldn’t hurt one of us,” he said firmly, oblivious to the distant, unreadable expression on Time’s face.

[turtley-ausome]

My speech therapy evaluation go great! I use my AAC whole time and she said our goals can be AAC goals! She also said will help me get a trial device and stuff! She test my expressive communication is what she said she tested i think i did good but I don’t know it took long time, naming things with my AAC naming pictures!