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Since it’s fall, aka prime Camping Season, and some people may be trying tent camping for the first time, here’s some Basic Camping Advice from me. (Keep in mind this is all aimed towards recreational camping in an organized campground and not all of it applies in all situations.)

Book campsites ahead of time if you can, especially in the fall when they’re busiest. Halloween is the absolute busiest time of the year, and sites need to be booked months in advance at some campgrounds.

Halloween is fun though! People decorate their campsites and golf carts (yes, a lot of campgrounds have golf carts for rent), and there’s trick or treating. Some even do it for a few weekends before Halloween.

Advice on picking campsites: notice whether your campground differentiates between tent and RV sites, and decide if you want your campsite to back up to the woods or not (woods give you privacy but you might also be further from amenities).

This seems obvious but CHECK THE WEATHER and be prepared. Camping is no fun when you're freezing or wet or both.

BUG SPRAY. Bring it. Use it.

Believe it or not, you CAN pitch a tent! Most modern tents are fairly easy to set up as long as you follow the directions that come with them.

Make sure the corners of your tent are spread out as much as possible before you stake it down. You don't want to lose space.

Bring a hammer. Sometimes the ground is soft enough to drive the tent stakes into with your hands/feet, but it's better to assume it won't be.

You'll want to face the opening of your tent away from the fire so smoke doesn't get inside, and you probably want to set it on a flat, grassy area.

Listen to me. Starting a fire is harder than movies make it look. Make sure at least one person in the group knows how to build and safely start a fire. And no, you can't start one by rubbing sticks together. You need a lighter. Preferably one of those long ones for candles, not a cigarette lighter.

Fire starters exist and they’ll make your life so much easier. We use these.

Most campgrounds sell firewood at the camp store, and pretty often grocery stores and gas stations nearby have it too. Your best bet is to have some with you before you ever get to the campground, in case the camp store runs out.

Speaking of firewood, you probably need more than you think you do, and you want a mix of sizes. Big full-sized logs will keep burning longer, but smaller kindling and split logs will catch faster and are good for starting your fire.

Wear gloves when handling wood as well, to avoid splinters. And sometimes spiders.

Smoke is inevitable. The smell of it will get into your hair and clothes. It will blow in your face, and as soon as you move, the wind will change and it will blow right towards you again. Just accept it. It’s part of the experience.

Please be careful around fire. Again, that seems obvious, but I can’t stress enough how much you don’t want to get burned. Also keep in mind that metal conducts heat, plastic melts, and paper ignites when they’re near fire, and those things can burn you too.

Seriously, it’s so important I’m going to say it again: take fire safety seriously. Be VERY aware of your surroundings any time you’re near a fire. That goes double if you’re drinking alcohol.

If you get air mattresses (and you’ll probably want to, they're much more comfortable than sleeping on the ground, even with sleeping bags), look for Coleman or another brand that specializes in camping gear. They're designed to stand up to the outdoors.

Make sure you have a way to inflate your air mattress too. Some have built in pumps, but not all. Inflate them while it’s still light out so you can see if they’re leaking air.

Trash bags are a necessity. I recommend at least one per day. It sucks to forget trash bags and have nowhere to put your garbage, which I know because I Have Done That.

Also, check the rules about what to do with your trash, especially in places where there are bears. I don’t think I have to explain why those campgrounds have strict rules about how to store food and dispose of garbage.

Disposable plates, cups, and cutlery are also nice to have. We keep some in our “camping box”.

Pay attention when cooking. It’s really easy to burn food over an open fire.

Reese’s Cups, especially Reese’s Thins, are great on s’mores! The classic chocolate bar version is always good too.

As my dad once said, “battling The Dark is one of the biggest challenges of camping”. Bring plenty of flashlights and a camping lantern if you can get one, and make sure they have batteries.

On a similar note, make sure your phone is charged when you get to the campground in case of an emergency. You may or may not have access to electricity at your campsite, and you’ll at least want your phone as a backup flashlight.

Campground bathhouses aren’t always very clean. Like smoke, this is just a fact of camping that can’t be avoided. You can’t really avoid going in them anyway. You’ll have to go to the bathroom at some point (and probably shower if you camp for multiple days), so it’s just a thing you gotta deal with.

Camping can be really fun, just make sure you’re prepared!

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Swing Smart, Spend Smart: Your Guide to Budget-Friendly Golfing Nearby

Golf, often referred to as the gentleman's game, is not just a sport; it's an experience. The lush green landscapes, the rhythmic swing of the club, and the thrill of hitting the perfect shot make it a beloved pastime for many. However, as much as we love golf, sometimes our wallets don't quite share the same sentiment. But fear not, fellow golfers! This guide is here to help you discover the joy of golfing without breaking the bank. Get ready to uncover the secrets of last-minute golf deals, affordable courses nearby, and strategies for discounted green fees.

Last-Minute Golf: A Hole-in-One Opportunity

Ever felt the sudden urge to play a round of golf without prior planning? Last-minute golf offers the perfect solution. Courses often have unbooked slots, especially during weekdays. Grab this opportunity and enjoy a spontaneous game while benefiting from lower rates.

Affordable Golf Near Me: Unearthing Hidden Gems

You don't need to travel far to find a budget-friendly golf course. Use Last Minute Golf as the main resource to discover lesser-known courses nearby that offer excellent experiences without the hefty price tag.

Decoding Cheap Golf Rates

Understanding golf rates can be as tricky as a challenging fairway. Look for courses that offer twilight rates, allowing you to play during the quieter hours of the day at reduced costs. Additionally, some courses offer discounts for seniors, students, or local residents.

Teeing Off on Discounted Green Fees

Discounted green fees are like finding a rare birdie. Keep an eye out for special promotions, loyalty programs, or bundle deals that can significantly reduce your overall expenses.

The Art of Budget-Friendly Golfing

Golfing smart doesn't mean compromising on the experience. Opt for walking instead of using a cart to save on rental fees and get some extra exercise. Pack your own snacks and drinks to avoid clubhouse prices.

Playing More, Paying Less: Membership Perks

Consider becoming a member of a golf club. While this might involve an initial investment, the long-term benefits include access to exclusive events, discounted rates, and a sense of belonging to a golfing community.

DIY Golf: Creating a Backyard Putting Green

Can't always make it to the course? Bring the course to your backyard by creating a DIY putting green. It's a fun project that can help you practice your short game without spending a fortune.

Swinging Through Seasons: Off-Peak Advantage

Playing golf during the off-peak season can be a game-changer for your wallet. Courses often offer lower rates during these times, and you get to enjoy a quieter atmosphere on the greens.

Mastering Your Swing on a Shoestring Budget

Improving your swing doesn't have to mean expensive lessons. Take advantage of online tutorials and practice drills to enhance your skills without emptying your wallet.

Borrow Instead of Buy: Renting Equipment

Golf equipment can be pricey, especially for beginners. Instead of splurging on brand-new gear, consider renting clubs and other equipment until you're sure you're committed to the game.

The 19th Hole: Savvy Spending at the Clubhouse

After a satisfying round of golf, treat yourself at the clubhouse without overspending. Opt for budget-friendly menu options and skip the expensive cocktails.

Slicing Costs: Tips for Avoiding Extra Charges

Before booking a tee time, inquire about any additional charges that might catch you off guard. Knowing about cart fees, caddy charges, and other extras beforehand can save you from unexpected expenses.

Golfing Community: Sharing Cost-Saving Insights

Connect with fellow golfers to share tips and tricks for saving money on the greens. Online forums and social media groups can be treasure troves of valuable information about budget-friendly golfing.

Practicing Patience: Waiting for Sales

Just like waiting for the perfect swing, patience is key when it comes to snagging deals on golf equipment or apparel. Keep an eye out for sales and discounts, especially during the end-of-season clearance.

Conclusion: Your Affordable Golfing Journey

Golfing on a budget is not just about finding the lowest prices; it's about enjoying the game while being mindful of your spending. With a little research, creativity, and a willingness to explore new options, you can savor every swing without worrying about the cost.

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Sunset Seaview-21103 Driftwood

Featuring amazing ocean views from your private balcony, this air-conditioned apartment is equipped with a king size bed, large screen smart TV, a dining area and a Kitchen with small stove & refrigerator Newly remodeled, it is the perfect hideaway for a couple or small family. Only 1.5 miles from Myrtle Beach Boardwalk, and 2.4 miles from the State Park you are in the center of all the local hangouts and restaurants.

Sea Breeze Getaway

If you are looking for the convenience of a 2nd row home that is walking distance to the Surfside Pier and beaches and all the fantastic restaurants like the Gracious Pig, Pizza Hyena, Chimichanga Llama and Neal And Pam's, this is it! Ditch your car and rent a gas powered golf cart for your entire stay. When you aren't enjoying beach time, spend your mornings and afternoons enjoying the private salt water pool or catch some shade on either one of the 2 levels of decks overlooking the pool. Or gather the whole family around the pool for a grilling feast!

303 Azalea-Stones throw from Grand Park!

Perfectly located Azalea Lakes is tucked away enough to create your serene and relaxing getaway, but centrally located to Myrtle, Surfside and the entire Grand Strand! Near the heart of the Market Common and and boasting indoor and outdoor pools and a gym, this 2 Bed/2 Bath 3rd floor condo can be your home away from home or go to travel space. Just 10 minutes from the Myrtle Beach State Park and its fantastic beaches, you will be perfectly positioned for vacation bliss or work from home zen.

Sea La Vie-700G VOG

Spend your beach getaway at this stylish 2 bed/2bath loft style beach condo just 1.5 miles from the Surfside Beaches. Completely remodeled in 2021 with all new furniture and electronics, this home is the perfect place to relax with the family in a quieter more laid back area that will allow you to spread out away from others or get into the action of the Grand Strand if you prefer. Located in Surfside Beach "The Family Beach", you will be just minutes from all the area's attractions!

Hook, Wine and Sinker-2270 G SBV

Come see this lovely 2 Bed / 2 Bath condo with eat in kitchen. Just a 2 mile straight shot from the main drag of Surfside Beach. It will be perfect for your family vacation and sleeps 4 with a queen bed in the master and 2 twin beds in the hall bedroom. Located in close proximity to restaurants and shopping just off Glenn`s Bay Road in South Bridge Villas. Minutes away from the Murrell`s Inlet Marsh Walk and its restaurant row. This is the perfect vacation home for a family of 4 or couple!

Step into the comfortable living room with attached Carolina room to let in the bright summer sunshine as you enter the condo. You will be able to relax on the comfortably appointed sectional couch and watch your favorite shows on the brand new 65" flat screen television. Immediately to your left is the eat in kitchen with bar stools for your drop in guests. Stroll down the hall and you have the kids` bedroom on your right and their own bath across the hall and next door to the large laundry room with full sized washer and dryer. Further down the hall you will enter the large master bedroom with en suite bathroom for extra privacy and comfort. Perfect for a family of 4!

Let me know if I can make any restaurant recommendations or provide you with a local's knowledge of the area.

Located right in the heart of Surfside Beach and a direct shot of about 2.5 miles to the heart of the beach. There is a grocery store across the street (Food Lion) as well as Pigly Wigly at the end of Glenn's Bay Road and the intersection of Hwy 17 Business. Several local favorite restaurants and night spots are within 2-3 miles of the condo so you won't have to travel far for entertainment. Also, just a 10 minute drive from the Market Common.

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[elsanna-shenanigans]

June Contest Submission #12: Boom Boom Pow

Words: ca. 3,300 Setting: mAU Lemon: lime CW: sand, alcohol, beanbags, dash of lime, language

“Do you like the stars?”

“Anna it’s fucking noon, the sun is up, it’s bright as shit. Why are you asking about stars?”

“Yo, my dude, chill. The sun is a star… right?”

Elsa rolled her eyes and turned up the radio, blasting 80’s music, but only the good songs. “I don’t know why I agree to come with you on these things.”

At this Anna laughed and danced a bit offbeat to the song that was playing. She didn’t know the lyrics, but the bass line was nice and she could vibe with that. She let the whole song play out before answering.

“Because you loooove me” She sing-songed, earning another eye roll from the driver. “You love me and we’re going to the beach and it’s going to be a good time.”

“If I didn’t love you, would it still be a good time?” Elsa asked, smirking.

As a response, Anna reached over and changed the radio. A loud, bass-heavy rap song overtook the speakers. The signer immediately spitting out questionably appropriate lyrics for the radio. Elsa’s face reddened under her large glasses and she reached to change channels so quickly that she turned it off. Enveloping the small sedan in a brief silence till Anna’s laughter filled the space.

And it went on like this the entire car ride, bits and pieces of random songs rapidly changing. Anna would allow something Elsa liked to play out entirely but when it was her turn she either skipped around or Elsa changed the station for her. The older woman apparently hated both rap and country music. The first part Anna didn’t understand and the latter, she agreed with. She was desperately trying to find a gospel station, just to see her sister’s reaction, but she found nothing but commercials.

Finally, she heard what she was looking for and turned to see Elsa’s reaction just as the other girl reached over and turned the radio off again. Anna was going to protest when she realized they were in a drive-thru.

“What can I get started for you today?” a tired-sounding voice asked over the intercom.

Anna leaned over Elsa to get closer to the open window and thus the speaker box. Making sure to be just close enough to be annoying.

“We would like to get married please, with Elvis if you have him, if not we’ll take what you have.”

“Anna!” Elsa exclaimed, slapping her on the shoulder.

There was an audible sigh come over the loudspeaker, “Ma’am this is a Wendy’s.”

“Oh right, then I’ll take a cheeseburger and a medium Coke, no ice. Thank you!”

“Anything else?” the tired voice asked. “I’ll have the same thing.”

They continued driving towards the beach after the drive-thru. Cupholders full of sodas in flimsy paper cups, and Anna’s lap full of white paper bags of greasy food. She kept sneaking a fry when she thought Elsa wasn’t looking. But it was a small car and Elsa could see every bit of fried potato Anna took.

The closer they got to the beach, the darker the sky became. Tall looming clouds crept over the horizon. They couldn’t see the beach yet as it was the east coast, and most roads took you to the beach straight on instead of winding down cliff faces like the Pacific was famous for. But still, the clouds loomed. Elsa knew there was a storm somewhere off the coast, but it seemed far away last she checked, which wasn’t today. She refused to check the weather today for fear of bad news.

On the main highway, traffic was starting to get heavy, more tourists were headed for their long-awaited vacations and the road ahead was either congested to the point of slowing down. Or there was an accident and everyone had to slow to a crawl to creep a glance at the carnage.

Thankfully the girls weren’t tourists, unthankfully they lived close to this tiny town that became a major city in the summer months. Having to deal with millions of tourists every year meant that locals had a series of short-cuts. So when traffic started building, Elsa took the next exit rather suddenly, cutting across the solid white lines and nearly missing the crash barrier.

“Elsa! Shit! What the fuck!” Anna yelled and shot out her hands with nearly inhuman speed to catch the drinks before they spilled out of their too-small cupholders. “There’s a backup, I’m not sitting in that,” Elsa replied, taking the next turn so hard that the car nearly tilted on two wheels.

“But I saw flashing lights, it could have been a firetruck!”

“It could have been a police car…”

“But Elsa you don’t understand, the hot firemen! …and women.”

“Anna I’m not sitting in traffic for 30 minutes or even longer, just for you to ogle at people in uniform.”

Anna took another fry, “Not people in uniform, F-I-R-E-M-E-N and women. It is very different.”

Elsa let out a heavy sigh as they came to a stop at a red light. “If I buy you that stupid Australian calendar will you shut up?”

“Wow, harsh.” Anna dramatically threw one braid over her shoulder. “But, yes.”

Again, Elsa rolled her eyes and continued forward when the light changed. It was only a short while later that they left the main road and turned into a small, older housing development. The narrow street lead them all the way to the ocean, coming out on the far end of the main strip. Highrise condos and hotels dotted the skyline to their left, but right in front of them was the beach, concealed behind a short sand dune. Because life is a bitch like that sometimes.

Luckily for them, there was also free parking at this end if you didn’t mind a bit of a walk. Which, for the price of 17 bucks to park next to the beach, who wouldn’t mind the walk. 17 dollars could buy many cheeseburgers, Anna pointed out.

The beach wasn’t nearly as crowded down where they were, away from the boardwalk and the hotels. The sand also happened to be rockier, rough and pitted with long-forgotten footprints and broken shells. The beach groomers didn’t come this far. Which was fine by them, they would take a rough sandy beach with fewer people over a crowded hellscape any day.

There’s nothing more relaxing than simultaneously listening to eight different speakers all playing different music. While children screamed for no reason and the air was filled with a mix of sunscreen and cigarette smoke.

So yes they will miss out on the hot lifeguards and yes there will be fewer people to watch. But you can’t put a price on the quiet and the fresh air that this section of the beach had to offer.

After crossing the highway on foot, climbing the dune, and laying out their towels, only then did they pause to look out on the water. The ocean was angry, white caps dotted the surface as far as they could see. The horizon line was blurred with fog or rain and the dark clouds from before were more ominous than ever. Why the two women didn’t notice all these signs until now was some kind of act of God. Or stupidly. Probably the latter.

The beach itself was even more sparsely populated than normal. A smart person would have gone home after seeing all the warning signs. But this was Anna’s only day off for the next few weeks. And Elsa, well Elsa was too stubborn to admit her beach idea was a bad one.

They both laid down, on separate towels, choosing to ignore the warning signs and attempting to soak up as much sun as possible before it was swallowed by the coming storm. Elsa tried not to think about it too much. Neither was sure how long it had been before they were interpreted.

“What are you two gay ass losers doing?” Came a female voice.

“Ch’yeah it’s like gonna rain bruh.” Said a male’s.

Elsa opened one eye to see her cousin and her boyfriend, or so it fiancé now? Standing over them. The sky beyond them somehow looked even darker than before, which was very rude.

“Trying to enjoy the sunshine, obviously.” She mumbled in response.

“What sun?” their cousin asked, in a weird out of place, and badly performed accent.

“Wait but what is that voice?” Anna asked, sitting up and brushing the sand off her arms. How that girl could get sand everywhere, Elsa would never know.

“It’s like our new characters,” Eugene answered, earning not an eye roll from Rapunzel but a nod of approval.

“I’m New York and he’s Los Angeles. Both strong and independent cities that you could almost say are their own character. And those characters are us.” She added

“Why though?” Elsa was also now sitting up and confused, though nowhere near as sandy because she wasn’t a dirt gremlin-like her sister.

“Because we wanted to be unique characters, otherwise we’re just boring white people and where’s the fun in that?” Eugene or rather Los Angeles answered.

“Oh boring, like you watch Star Trek and try to fit it into everything even though it has no business being there?”

Eugene shot Anna finger guns, “exactly, this one gets it… bruh.”

A boom was heard in the distance and it sent a few people running towards their cars, towels billowing behind them. A long-distance away, over the water, there was a flash and with it, the wind picked up.

“Looks like our beach day is ruined, I’m sorry Anna.” Elsa stood and began to roll up her towel. Even with the limited sun, she was already red on her front, making a stark difference to the pale skin of her back.

“Nah we just getting started, come back to our place and play some ping pong. We just pulled the table out of storage.” Rapunzel aka New York offered. The two of them didn’t live far from the beach, having taken over Rapunzel’s parent’s beach house. It was very old and run down, but the pair was fixing it up in exchange for free rent.

‘Aye New York is right, and we can take my new whip… bruh.” Los Angeles gestured over his shoulder towards the dunes. They couldn’t see it yet because that dang dune was blocking things again. But everyone knew he was referring to his new golf cart.

Reluctantly the girls agreed and a few long minutes later they were rushing inside an old house to avoid the rain that had just started to fall. Their car was left abandoned in the free parking lot.

Inside was an odd mix of old and new. Brand new stainless steel appliances dotted a kitchen with dark wood cabinets and a yellow linoleum floor. A half-torn-down wall gave way to the living room with floor-to-ceiling wood paneling and floral print furniture.

“It ain’t much but it’s home.” Los Angeles said once everyone was inside. He walked beyond the torn-down wall and slapped his hand on the wood paneling. “New York over there hates this stuff, but it’s hella soundproof if you know what I mean.” With this, he wiggled his eyebrows and finally, earned an eye roll from New York.

“How did you know we were on the beach by the way?” Elsa asked as she took a step further into the kitchen to look at the collection of magnets on the fridge.

“Your sister posted about it on her tumblr of all places. Honestly, get an Instagram like the rest of us already.” New York said throwing her hands up dramatically. The drama ran in the family apparently.

The ping pong table was in the basement, a dimly light space with concrete walls and a tiled floor. Mix-matched chairs lined the walls and a mini-fridge sat in the corner next to a shelf full of liquor bottles.

The ping pong game quickly descended into beer pong with a twist. No one had to drink from the cups the ball landed in. Because that’s gross, don’t do that. Inside if someone managed to land the ball in a cup the other team had to take half a shot of vodka. Los Angeles had wanted to do full shots but Elsa and New York talked him out of it, if only for not dying reasons.

Even so after a few games with no true stand-out winner, just a bunch of dumb luck, they were all fairly buzzed. Flushed creeks and slurred speech. Outside the storm finally hit. Rain battered the small basement windows and thunder boomed overhead.

With each thunderclap, Elsa reached for Anna’s hand and wouldn’t let go till the other girl gave it a reassuring squeeze.

Finally, everyone seemed to have enough of the game and collapsed into bean bag bars that Anna and Elsa had both not noticed before. Elsa scooted her bean bag closer to Anna’s, the other two people didn’t seem to notice. New York was hanging all over Los Angeles. Her fingers tracing the curve of his jawline down, her eyes practically boring holes into his face. He acted like he didn’t see, but it was obvious he knew.

“You guys can stay here for the night if you want since the storm sounds so bad,” Eugene said, dropping his horrible accent.

“That’s very kind, but it’s just a little rain, we’ll be alright,” Anna replied, completely forgetting their car was many blocks away.

New York stopped messing with her man and turned to them. “Anna, it’s more than a little rain. It’s a hurricane, I mean it was a tropical storm and it was supposed to miss us. But you know how it be sometimes.” She said with amazing clarity for a drunkard.

Elsa’s hand shot to Anna’s and she let out an audible gasp. She had refused to check the weather before heading out the door today, figuring what she didn’t know, can’t hurt her. Which was stupid and out of character for someone who claims to be responsible.

Another boom followed by a bright flash of lightning illuminated the room for a brief second. Elsa looked terrified so Anna took it upon herself to change the subject.

“So we will be seeing you in two weeks right?”

Rapunzel playing New York smiled and clapped her hands together, “Yes! At the church!”

“For things better left unspoken,” Eugene playing Los Angeles groaned, covering his eyes with his forearm.

Another boom and the room was suddenly cast in darkness and accompanied by an eerie quiet. You never notice how much sound your electronics make till everything is off. Elsa grabbed Anna’s entire arm, holding it so tightly Anna was worried she would lose it.

“Ah fuck the power is out. We have some candles upstairs, I’ll be right back, Rapunzel can you see if the camping lantern is over on the shelf?”

“Um excuse me, it’s New York, but yes I will look.”

Two bodies moved away in the darkness, their paths illuminated by the small light on their phones. Next to Anna, Elsa’s breathing became rapid and she clung to Anna as if she was in danger of being blown away.

“Hey, it’s going to be alright,” Anna whispered, using her free hand to pet the top of Elsa’s head. The older girl shifted so in one fluid motion she was off her beanbag and on Anna’s before curling into the young girl’s side.

“I found it!” Rapunzel slash New York exclaimed. She turned it on and the room was partly lit up. She walked back to where the other two women were cuddled together and sat back down in her own beanbag.

“Wow, that’s like hella gay.” She said, pointing to the pair.

“Oh shut up, she just doesn’t like storms, you know that.” Anna quipped

Elsa let go of Anna’s arm long enough to extend a hand and flip off her cousin, earning her a laugh in response.

Eugene returned shortly after with the candles, a tray of food, and some cards. “Anyone up for a game of hurricane poker? It’s like regular poker only there’s a hurricane.”

He rejoined the group, placing the tray in the middle of everyone and paying no mind to the two women who now shared a beanbag.

Elsa lifted her head to look, the tray was adorned with a random assortment of food. Celery sticks, M&M’s, KitKat bars, Cheetos, Grapes, and some animal crackers. She made a face.

“What’s wrong uh bruh?” Eugene asked in a bad attempt to get back in character. Los Angeles would never quite be the character that New York was.

“I’ll only eat celery sticks if you pay me,” Elsa responded.

The next few hours consisted of Eugene completely wiping the floor with everyone. They played for the M&M’s, of which he now owned all of. With the power still out and the storm still raging on the decision was made for the sisters to spend the night over.

Their room was completely unrenovated, the same wood paneling from the living room made up the walls and the carpet was a thick green shag rug. Eugene was right about one thing though, the paneling sure did dampen the sound. Once the door was shut the two women could hardly hear anything, which was good because Rapunzel had started blasting Mandy Moore music for some reason.

There was only one bed, pushed into the corner, but it didn’t matter anyway. There could have been 80 beds and they still would have shared just one.

Anna laid down on her back and traced the grains in the wooden wall. “Really makes you want to carve something in this stuff you know? Something that would be around for hundreds of years.”

“Please don’t vandalize our cousin’s house,” Elsa said before sitting on the edge of the bed. She turned the lantern off so the only source of the light in the room was the candle on the nightstand.

“You alright?” Anna asked, propping herself up on one elbow.

“Yeah, I’m just worried about the storm, I can’t stop thinking about it.”

Anna reached out and gently grabbed Elsa’s arm, guiding her back to lay in the bed next to her. “Do you want to sleep or keep your mind off things?”

Elsa paused for a brief moment before removing her arm from Anna’s grip. “I don’t know…”

“It’s your choice, either way, I’m here for you.” Anna smiled at her, a flash of lightning lit up the room but no thunder.

It startled Elsa but she remained where she was, staring at Anna. Thinking, always thinking.

“It’s just a storm and this old house seems to be built like a tank anyway.” She made a fist and pounded the wall to prove her point.

Elsa started twirling the end of one of Anna’s braids but her eyes remained locked on Anna’s. The delayed thunderclap came and Elsa inhaled sharply. Anna leaned over and kissed the top of her forehead.

“You sure this is okay?” Elsa asked and Anna nodded, running the back of her hand down the other girl’s cheek. “Let’s get our mind off of things then.”

Elsa crawled till she was straddling Anna who gazed up at her with eyes that shown like stars in the candlelight.

“What’s your favorite constellation?”

“Hmm, probably Orion, because you can find his belt so easy,” Anna answered, “Yours?” “Your eyes”

“Ew, that’s so fucking cheesy.”

Elsa leaned down, her mouth slightly agape. Anna’s eyes fluttered shut as her hands found their way to the other woman’s shoulders.

The storm, the damage, their car, all these things could wait until tomorrow. Tonight they were out of their control so for tonight they didn’t matter.

Elsa blew out the candle, and they both plunged into the sinful escape of the darkness.

[smallgirl10101]

Via

(TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of self harm, depression, and PTSD imagery!)  “I have absolutely no clue on how to start this. I’ve told this story so million times thus far, and yet it just feels- weird telling it to Tumblr. This app is one of those apps where you don’t really put anything personal about yourself. Like, ya know, your real name, or state, or school, or whatever. I never post pictures, or talk about my family much, so it just feels odd to me. 

My therapist told me to do this. She said it would help me cope, since she knows my outlet is writing/telling stories. I agree with her, I do, but it doesn’t really make it feel less weird. So, ‘here goes. 

Four weeks ago, my brother and I were staying at my grandmothers camp ground near a pretty well known lake. It was the beginning of summer, so we would always go down, and stay for a good week or two. We would help grams getting things set up, say hi to couple people we knew, swam in the lake, drive the golf cart around, the usual. 

On Tuesday morning, around 9:30, my aunt calls my grandmother to ask her something. She tells my brother and I to stay in the camper, and relax while she got stuff for breakfast, being the independent woman she is. 

However, due to the fact my father had almost died three times in my life, which helped grow the growing anxiety disorder I have today, I started overthinking. I called my mother to make sure everything was ok, but she didn’t answer. I called her again, no answer. I had called her at least seven times, and still nothing. 

Then, my phone started to ring a few seconds after, it was my Dad. He told me to get my brother, and my grandmother in the camper so he could talk. 

My Dad, out of breath, and sobbing, told us that our house had caught fire. The flames were building and building, and we could hear the sirens, and shouts from the firemen in the background. 

He assured us that Mom was ok, a bit cut up, and had some smoke inhalation, but ok, she was on her way to the hospital. Three of ours dogs had got out fine, as well as one of our cats... one of them. 

He then told us, choking back his tears... that my brothers dog didn’t make it, and neither did my cat. 

Bit of backstory here, Midnight was one of the many kittens our farm cat, Toothless, had gave birth to back when I was around eleven, as well as our other cat Daphne. 

She was the runt of the litter, and the only black one out of a litter of stripped grey ones. 

She was feisty, sassy, a bit of a bitch, and she was mine. 

She enjoyed both drinking, and spilling my coffee when I would be too focused on work. Pouncing at horror movie slashers on my laptop, and being able to lay in a small pillow fort she had built herself, with enough room for her, and my head. 

She loved many other things. Pepperoni, opera, fuzzy socks, ect. 

But she only had two things she despised. 

One, our little fluzz ball, Elvis, who would chase her around when we weren’t paying attention. 

And two, seeing me upset. 

I remember I had woken up from a nightmare at around 2:00 in the morning. I don’t really remember what it was about, but it obviously freaked me out so much that I started having a major panic attack. 

Midnight had jumped off the bed in surprise, seeing as she was fast asleep in her fluffy fortress, but quickly pounced onto my lap when she heard me wail. 

I honestly think she was freaking out just as much I was. I remember her meowing and trying to search for my face through my hands. 

After a while, I think she had accessed the situation, because she started to bunt her head against my hands, since I was started to scratch my arms. When I wouldn’t move them, she bit me, which I yelped but started to pet her. 

When she knew I was no longer scratching, she purred, and started rubbing her head against my face, before licking my tears away. 

She didn’t leave my side for the rest of the day, and meowed in protest when I wouldn’t take her with me. 

She was my support, my anchor. She was there for me when I would have panic attacks, stress about work and school, and somehow reminded me that I was loved without having to say a word. 

So, you can imagine how heartbroken I was when I learned she was gone. 

I sobbed, I screamed, I begged for it not to be true, but she was already gone. 

I still have scars healing from how much I scratched them that day. It was the longest panic attack I had ever had in my life, and I slept for at least one and a half days due to its intensity. 

Midnight was my emotional support cat, and I needed her. I still do, and it hurts my heart when I remember that shes gone. 

No matter how many times I distract myself, I can never go a day without her crossing my mind before breaking out in tears. I could be having the best time with friends, and suddenly they have to calm me down before I have another attack. 

I have had a good nights rest ever since the fire, and I can’t look at a cat without sobbing. 

On top of that, my family and I are now living in a hotel. The house was burnt to the ground. We’re lower-lower middle class, so while we have just enough money to rebuild it, we don’t have enough to rent a house until then. At least that I’m aware of. (We don’t learn how money, taxes, bills, or really finances work in the school I go to.) 

I mentioned before that my therapist told me to write this as a way to cope, or move towards acceptance. Writing has always been a way for me to express my emotions. Its my passion, work, and a way for me to ground myself. 

I plan on writing a letter to Midnight everyday until I am sure I’m ready to stop, and give another kitten a home without, ya know, sobbing. I’ve always liked plans anyway. 

Until then, I would appreciate if you could donate, or send the link to someone you know who can. Every penny helps, and thank you for reading. I know its not something I usually post, but its something I needed to write.” 

~ Via (Olivia)

https://gofund.me/93f80ed3 

[hairasuntouchedaspartoftheamazon]

Hear me out ----> SPN/Gravity Falls AU

A while back I saw a post(that i cannot find again, much to my chagrin) that listed a bunch of things Grunkle Stan did that have extreme Dean energy (this includes a brief but sincere attempt to make Jurassic Park real) and now a Gravity Falls AU lives in my head featuring:

Dean as Stan, who left home when he was twenty-one after a massive fight with his parents and Sam over Sam’s college shit and was a drifter for seven years until Sam called him and said he needed help in this podunk town in Oregon

Sam as Ford, who did manage to get out and go to college, met Kevin(as McGucket), and proceeded to do some real shady work with eldritch beings that resulted in both of them proceeding to get visions of some messed up shit, which causes Kevin to quit the project, leaving Sam to call Dean to Gravity Falls....we all know what happens next, Sam falls through an inter-dimensional portal and Dean is like “Okay I live here now, gotta figure out how to get Sam back”. Problem is, he only has one journal and needs two more. Where could they possibly be?

Flash-forward about twelve years; cult survivors, podcast hosts, and sorta-siblings Anna and Cas are driving up to Oregon to look at the weird shit present in Gravity Falls/The Mystery Shack and their shitty car breaks down. Cas staying to supervise the car while Anna goes and scopes out some potential material has nothing to do with the hot tourist trap guy who happens to be a mechanic, it doesn’t Anna.

Cue the pilot incident where Anna almost becomes Queen of the Gnomes and Cas gets to drive a golf cart and gnomes are defeated with leaf blowers. Car’s still broken and there is obviously a lot of weird shit going on here so why not hang out for the summer?

More below the cut, including recurring characters and some plot lines

Featuring such recurring characters as:

-Cassie Robinson my beloved, small town writer who desperately wants to break into the big time. Writes a combination of political and social critiques and the standard local stuff. We get introduced to her in the second episode, where Anna and Cas discover that she built the Gobblewonker in attempt for publicity so that someone will read the Gravity Falls Tooter(yes i just made up the name of the town’s newspaper) She regularly appears when Anna and Cas are researching local history or when a robot comes to threaten the Shack because Dean owes her money again.

-Claire, Kaia, Alex, and Patience as the resident teenage nuisances who nominally work at the Shack but actually mostly cause a lot of problems for the local-definitely gay-sheriffs. Claire and Cas are almost definitely related but they don’t know this at first, a minor plot point near the end of season one is figuring out that they are in fact related and the shocking realization that Claire likes Anna better. Anna is pretty good friends with all of them and Cas is minorly terrified, as you should be with teenage girls who live in the woods and absolutely know how to throw knives. Alex being a pyschic is a major plot point of season two especially after they become friends with Kevin and realize that hey, the shit of twelve years ago is happening again except it’s spreading to people who aren’t even involved this time.

-For that matter, collection of pyschics Missouri, Pamela, Alex, and Kevin who regularly find out weird pieces of information that sometimes become plot relevant and sometimes do not at all.

-Jody and Donna who also only do their job nominally because ACAB and mostly just maintain trails and shit around town cause they used to be park rangers but being sheriffs pays more and also they can make sure no one gets arrested for stupid shit. They regularly show up in like the weirdest places which Donna always defends as ‘we’re on a date’. No one questions this.

-Victor Henrikson as the investigating FBI agent in season two who is just like “i don’t know what the fuck is going on here but I KNOW it’s sketchy what is wrong with this town” because yes there is a witch here her name is Rowena and yeah she brews potions and stuff during the full moon no one sees anything wrong with this at all except Henrikson who was prepared to arrest a nutty drifter building a doomsday device but not prepared to deal with a whole town of people who absolutely believe in ghosts. His partner is Billie, who, like in the show, doesn’t think that some people should get to break rules whenever the fuck they want and is thus absolutely ready to rain justice down on this crazy white boy who think’s he’s gonna end the world. I kinda love her perspective cause it’s like, okay just because someone is the protagonist of the story doesn’t mean they’re special.

-Charlie and Ash as the only people in town who get wifi on a regular basis and thus show up when there’s some kind of need for tech or phone calls. Running gag that nothing works tech wise unless one of them is in the vicinity, with the exception of TVs. There is also absolutely the episode where they play a game of D&D in real life and Charlie has never been happier but Dean and Ash absolutely rig it because they suck.

-Bela Talbot in the role of Pacifica Northwest cause she’s a bitch and I LOVE HER SO MUCH.

-Kelly Kline my beloved, who’s the liason for the local Yakama tribe(cause I read a headcanon that she’s Native and that lives in my head rent free baby) who regularly reminds people that certain things are not for you to touch, there’s got to be respect there. This theme stays pretty constant throughout the show cause while after awhile Cas kinda forgets about the podcast he’s supposed to be co-hosting, Anna is still on top of things and trying to collect stories so she and Kelly butt heads a lot while Cas and Jack(who’s like eight) discuss frogs and bees in great detail.

-The Banes twins who comprise the other half of the witch activity in this town and who are very very nice but you do not want to fuck with them whatsoever. They show up extremely often and always give very strange but specific excuses to why they are certain places such as “checking the frequencies of the energy in this location” and that’s a running gag for awhile until it turns out in season 2 that they’ve been aware of the machine Dean’s rebuilding for awhile now and they’re working on protective measures to keep everyone safe no matter what comes out of it this time.

(Also, to compensate for the fact that Sam and Dean are not twins and thus someone would probably realize that there is a different dude living in the weird house in the woods, the Banes go a little Society of the Blind Eye and modified people’s memories. Because they want Dean to get the portal right and then shut it down permanently once things are the way they’re supposed to be again)

-Benny who is absolutely still a vampire, he runs the diner. The vampirism is a well-established fact and no one questions it, in fact Anna finds it hot.

Plot Lines of Season One Include:

-Bela Talbot whom I love attempting to buy/steal/destroy the Shack because she knows there’s some funky machinery down there and a lot of weird artifacts that she could make another fortune selling, yes she summons demons so that she can figure out where the deed to the place is, yes Anna gets to punch her in the face at one point because “These are my friends, you bitch!”

-Cas trying to decipher some of the stuff in Sam’s journals and figure out who the hell wrote them. This involves him thoroughly annoying basically everyone in town except Kelly because they are weird best friends who absolutely have long conversations about the difference between local mythologies and urban legends.

-Anna sincerely making friends for like the first time in her life and deeply enjoying being a kind of weird aunt to the local girl gang and the person who brings Rowena gossip and does have a weird love/hate relationship with Bela going. Like, I mentioned in the beginning that Anna and Cas are cult survivors, their social weirdness and then re-joining the world is absolutely discussed. Are they choosing some of the weirdest people ever to base their social knowledge on? Yes. They don’t care.

-Subplot of Dean genuinely trying to get Cas to go out with him but Cas does not realize this whatsoever so they’re just both awkward as fuck. Running gag of Dean walking up to Cas all smooth and trying to ask him out but Cas just...does not get slang and thinks Netflix and chill really does mean Netflix and chill. They end up watching Wynonna Earp.

[acampinglife]

RV Camping at Disney’s Fort Wilderness

If you’re like me, you hear the word “Disney” and you automatically get filled with a sense of excitement and magic! I mean they pay attention to every tiny detail and always manage to create a sense of adventure and wonderment. So, of course, Disney’s Fort Wilderness is no exception.  After having spent some time there myself, I can say that it is definitely worth the trip. 

Fort Wilderness Resort and Campground opened in November 1971. The resort has campsites and air-conditioned Wilderness Cabins situated on 750 acres of lush forest of pine and cypress trees. You will most likely see plenty of wildlife such as rabbits, deer, armadillos, ducks, geese, and peacocks roaming the grounds.

The campground has private sites and features all the amenities of other campgrounds, with quite a few Disney extras.  It includes two heated pools that are open 24 hours a day, rental cabins, several restaurants and stores, a marina, playgrounds, tennis courts, horse and pony rides, a petting zoo, fishing, bike rentals, private carriage rides, and so much more.

To get you started, here are some tips to make sure you have a memorable stay at Fort Wilderness.

Be ready for the changing weather in Florida:

Since the campground is in Florida, it’s something the whole family can enjoy year-round. That being said, Florida’s weather can go from hot and humid to stormy—all in one day. Be ready for any type of weather by bringing shelter with bug netting (if you plan to eat outside), awning, and tarps for sudden downpours, and plenty of sunscreen. 

Have a pet? Bring them along!:

Fort Wilderness is very pet-friendly and has a leash-free dog park. If you need to board your pet, the Best Friends Pet Care facility will take care of them while you visit the theme parks. For more information on pet policy, check it out here.

Rates and Sites:

First of all, to enjoy this fabulous adventure...you need an RV! We can help you with that part. We have many different RVs for you to choose from to fit your needs. All of them offer a luxurious camping experience;  www.camperfunpass.com is where you start.  Fort Wilderness has campsites for all sizes of RVs. Keep in mind, even with all those campsites, there are no pull-thru spots. So if you have a larger camper or trailer, you will need to back in. 

The campground’s premium campsites are currently around $121 per night, versus a tent or pop-up camper site for around $78 per night. If you’re an annual passholder, you are eligible for significant discounts throughout the year. Availability varies and many times rates aren’t announced until three or four months in advance so keep an eye out.

Most sites are fairly secluded from one another by bushes and trees between sites. The campsites range in length from 25 to 60 feet.  Each site is about 25 feet wide and comes with a picnic table and charcoal grill.

All sites have electricity (20/30/50 amps) and city water. There are certain full hookup sites that also provide sewer. There are also partial hookup sites, primarily used by tent campers and those with tent trailers. When 

booking be sure to specify the RV’s length, if it has slide outs or awnings, and any other details about its size when making a reservation so the right sized campsite is assigned to you.

Things to bring:

Flashlight or lantern

Insect repellent

Charcoal and matches

Extension cord, rope or clothesline cord

Toolbox

Fire extinguisher

Hatchet/ax

Broom and dustpan

Trash bags

Outdoor rug

Water pressure regulator

Drinking water hose, gray water hose and holding container

Wheel chocks, leveling blocks

Roll of quarters for laundry, laundry detergent

And, of course, the keys!

Comfort Stations and Laundry Facilities:

There are a number of comfort stations located through the campground. The comfort stations are all air-conditioned and include private showers, restrooms, laundry rooms, phones, and ice machines. They are open 24 hours a day, with the exception of the laundry. The washers and dryers each cost $3. Vending machines for single-load laundry detergent, fabric softener and bleach cost about $1. 

Getting around Fort Wilderness:

Unless you plan on walking endlessly all day to get to where you want to go in the campground, I highly recommend a golf cart, which we also rent out for your convenience. In case you forgot it’s...www.camperfunpass.com. Just a reminder, the campground is about 750 acres!

There are internal buses running within the campground to get you to the marina, the Trading Posts, pools, etc., but bus waits can be up to 20 minutes.

You gotta eat!:

Dining includes restaurants, dinner shows, and snack bars – all serving American food. Restaurant meals range from under $15 to $60 per person, based on the average Guest check, not including alcohol, tax and tip.

Crockett’s Tavern offers beverages and snacks such as pizza, quesadillas, etc.

Trail’s End Restaurant provides an all you can eat buffet for breakfast and dinner, a menu for lunch.

P and J’s Southern Take Out – carry-out items all day.

Chuck Wagon offers burgers, sandwiches, and salads to go.

Meadow Snack Bar offers salads, sandwiches, light snacks, and frozen treats to go.

Hoop Dee Doo Musical Revue an all-you-can-eat dinner show.

You won’t be bored with many more activities:

Tennis: Two lighted tennis courts with complimentary equipment available for resort guests at the Bike Barn, if you don’t want to bring your own. 

Archery Experience: Whether newbie or expert, an archery guide at the Bike Barn offers training and tips on how to hit the bulls-eye!

Specialty Cruises: cruise around Bay Lake and the Seven Seas Lagoon with the option of ending with a view of the Magic Kingdom Fireworks.

Tri-Circle-D Ranch – offers guided trail rides on horseback. There’s also pony rides for children at least 2 years old, weighing no more than 80 pounds and no taller than 48 inches. They must be able to hold on by themselves. 

Playgrounds -- Let the kiddos burn off some steam at outdoor activity areas located at Pioneer Hall, the Meadow Recreation area, Creekside Meadow and the Marina/Beach area.

Nightly Wagon Rides at Pioneer Hall. You can also book private carriage rides.

Bicycle, kayak, and canoe rentals.

Fishing in canals (free) or chartered largemouth bass fishing excursions on Bay Lake, which include a professional guide, refreshments (soft drinks, coffee, hot chocolate & water), fishing gear and bait.

Horseshoes and shuffleboard, basketball and tetherball courts

Arcades – Davy Crockett Arcade at Pioneer Hall (near Settlement Depot) and Daniel Boone Arcade (near Meadow Trading Post).

Two heated outdoor swimming pools. 

Water skiing, wakeboarding, parasailing.

Swamp Trail – 3/4 mile loop along the shore of Bay Lake

Fort Wilderness Exercise Trail – 2.3 mile paved and sand path

For more information on all these activities, click here. The address for Fort Wilderness is at 4510 N. Ft. Wilderness Trail, Lake Buena Vista, FL 32830-1000. Phone is: 407-824-2900; Fax is: 407-824-3508.

I hope this helps you plan a magical Disney trip to Fort Wilderness!  We know camping and RVs. If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to reach out to us...we’re friendly!  www.camperfunpass.com or call us at 407-413-6854. Let’s plan your amazing adventure!

[ameryth74]

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Two letter words:

There are 107 acceptable 2-letter words listed in the Official Scrabble Players Dictionary, 6th Edition and the Official Tournament and Club Word List:

AA, AB, AD, AE, AG, AH, AI, AL, AM, AN, AR, AS, AT, AW, AX, AY, BA, BE, BI, BO, BY, DA, DE, DO, ED, EF, EH, EL, EM, EN, ER, ES, ET, EW, EX, FA, FE, GI, GO, HA, HE, HI, HO, ID, IF, IN, IS, IT, JO, JU, JY, JZ, KA, KI, KO, LA, LI, LO, MA, ME, MI, MM, MO, MU, MY, NA, NE, NO, NU, OD, OE, OF, OH, OI, OK, OM, ON, OP, OR, OS, OW, OX, PA, PE, PI, PO, QI, RE, SH, SI, SO, TA, TE, TI, TO, UH, UM, UN, UP, US, UT, WE, WO, XI, XU, YA, YE, YO, ZA

Two letter contractions: I’m, I’d

Four letter verbs:

abet, abut, abye/aby, ache, alit, ally, ante, arch, aver, avow (10).

baby,  bach, back, bade, baff, bail, bait, bake, bald, bale, balk, ball, band, bang, bank, bant, barb, bard, bare, barf, bark, base, bash, bask, bate, bath, bauk, bawl, bead, beam, bean, bear,    beat, beck, bede, beef, been, beep, bell, belt, bend, bent, bere, best, bias, bide(archaic usage), biff, bike, bilk, bill, bind, bird, birl, birr, bite, bitt, blab, blat, blaw, bled, blet, blew, blip, blob, blot, blow, blub, blue, blur, boak, boat, bode, body, boff(vulgar usage), boil, boke, bomb, bond, bone, bong, bonk, boob, book, boom, boot, bore, born, boss, boun, bowl, brad, brag, bray, bred, brew, brim, buck, buff, bulk, bull, bump, bung, bunk, bunt, buoy, burl, burn, burp, burr, bury, bush, busk, buss, bust, busy, butt, buzz (117).

ca-ca, cage, cake, calk, call, calm, came, camp, cane, cant, card, care, carp, cart, case, cash, cast, cave, cede, cere, chap, char, chat, chaw, chid, chin, chip, chop, chow, chug, chum, cite, clad, clam, clap, claw, clay, clew, clip, clog, clop, clot, cloy, club, clue, coal, coat, coax, cock, code, coif, coil, coin, coke, comb, come, comp, cone, conk, conn, cook, cool, coop, cope, copy, cord, core, cork, corn, cosh, cost, coup, cove, cowl, crab, cram, crap, crew, crib, crop, crow, cube, cuff, cull, curb, curd, cure, curl, curr, cuss (90).

dado, daff, damn, damp, dang, dare, dark, darn, dart, dash, date, daub, dawn, daze, deal, deck, deed, deem, defy, deke, dele, demo, dent, deny, dial, dice, died, diet, dike, dine, ding, ding, dint, dirk, disc, dish, disk, diss, dive, dock, doff, dole, dome, done, doom, dope, dose, doss, dote, dove, down, doze, drab, drag, draw, dray, dree, drew, drip, drop, drub, drug, drum, duck, duel, duet, dull, dumb, dump, dung, dunk, dupe, dusk, dust, dyke (75).

earn, ease, echo, eddy, edge, edit, emit, envy, espy, etch, even, exit (12).

face, fade, fail, fake, fall, fame, fard, fare, farm, fart, fash, fast, fate, fawn, faze, fear, feed, feel, fell, felt, fend, fess, fete, feud, file, fill, film, find, fine, fink, fire, firm, fish, fist, fizz, flag, flap, flat, flaw, flay, fled, flee, flew, flex, flip, flit, flog, flop, flow, flub, flux, foal, foam, foil, foin, fold, fond, fool, foot, ford, fork, form, foul, fowl, frag, frap, fray, free, fret, frig, frit, fuel, full, fume, fund, funk, furl, fuse, fuss, futz, fuze, fuzz (82).

gaff, gage, gain, gait, gall, game, gang, gaol, gape, garb, gash, gasp, gast(obsolete), gate, gaum(US), gave, gawk, gawp, gaze, gear, geld, gibe, gift, gild, gill, gimp, gird, girt, give, glad(archaic), glom, glow, glue, glug, glut, gnar, gnaw, go by, go on, goad, golf, gone, gong, goof, gore, gown, grab, gray, grew, grey, grid, grin, grip, grit, grow, grub, gulf, gull, gulp, gush, gust, gybe, gyre, gyve (64).

hack, haft, hail, hale, halo, halt, hand, hang, hare, hark, harm, harp, hash, hasp, hast, hate, hath(archaic), haul, have, hawk, haze, head, heal, heap, hear, heat, heed, heel, heft, held, helm, help, hent(obsolete), herd, hewn, hide, hike, hill, hint, hire, hiss, hive, hoax, hock, hoke(slang), hold, hole, home, hone, honk, hood, hoof, hook, hoop, hoot, hope, horn, hose, host, hove, howl, huff, hulk, hull, hump, hung, hunt, hurl, hurt, hush, husk, hymn, hype, hypo (74).

idle, inch, iris, iron, isle, itch (6).

jack, jade, jail, jape, jazz, jeep, jeer, jell, jerk, jest, jibe, jilt, jink, jinx, jive, join, joke, jolt, josh, juke, jump, junk (22).

kayo, keek(Scots), keel, keen, keep, kept, kern, kick, kill, kiln, kilt, kink, kiss, kite, knap, knew, knit, knot, know (19).

lace, lack, laid, lain, lair, lake, lamb, lame, land, lard, lark, lase, lash, last, lath, laud, lave, laze, lazy, lead, leaf, leak, lean, leap, lech, leer, left, lend, lens, lent, levy, lick, lift, like, lilt, limb, lime, limn, limp, line, link, lisp, list, live, load, loaf, loan, lock, loft, loll, long, look, loom, loop, loot, lope, lord, lose, lost, loup(Scots), lour, lout, love, lube, luck, luff, luge, lull, lump, lure, lurk, lust, lute, lyse (74).

mace, made, mail, maim, make, mall, malt, mark, marl, mart, mash, mask, mass, mast, mate, maul, maze, mean, meet, meld, mell, melt, mend, meow, mesh, mess, mete, mewl, miff, milk, mill, mime, mind, mine, mint, mire, miss, mist, moan, moat, mock, moil, mold, molt, moon, moor, moot, mope, moss, move, muck, muff, mull, mump, muse, mush, muss, must, mute (59).

nail, name, near, neck, need, nest, nick, nigh, nill(obsolete), nock, nose, nosh, note, nuke, null, numb (16).

obey, ogle, oink, okay, omen, omit, ooze, open, oust, over (10).

pace, pack, page, pain, pair, pale, pall, palm, pang, pant, pare, park, part, pash(Austral), pass, pave, pawn, peak, peal, peck, peek, peel, peen, peep, peer, pelt, pend, perk, perm, pick, pike, pile, pill, pimp, pine, ping, pink, pipe, piss(vulgar), pith, pity, plan, plat, play, plod, plop, plot, plow, plug, pock, poke, pole, poll, pond, pool, pore, port, pose, post, pour, pout, pray, pree, prep, prey, prim, prod, prog, prop, puff, puke, pule, pull, pulp, pump, punt, purl, purr, push, putt (80).

quad, quip, quit, quiz (4).

race, rack, raft, rage, raid, rail, rain, rake, ramp, rang, rank, rant, rape, rase, rasp, rate, rave, raze, razz, read, ream, reap, rear, reck, redd(dialect), rede(archaic), redo, reed, reef, reek, reel, rein, rely, rend, rent, rest, re-up, rice, rick, ride, riff, rift, rile, rill, rime(archaic)/rhyme, ring, riot, rise, risk, rive, roam, roar, robe, rock, rode, roil, rolf, roll, romp, roof, rook, room, root, rope, rose, rout, rove, ruck, ruff, ruin, rule, rush, rust (73).

sack, said, sail, sale, salt, sand, sass, sate, save, sawn, scab, scam, scan, scar, scat, scud, scum, seal, seam, sear, seat, seed, seek, seel, seem, seen, seep, sell, send, sent, sewn, shag, sham, shed, shim, shin, ship, shit, shoe, shog, shoo, shop, shot, show, shun, shut, sick, side, sift, sigh, sign, silk, silt, sing, sink, sire, site, size, skew, skid, skim, skin, skip, slab, slag, slam, slap, slat, slay, sled, slew, slid, slim, slip, slit, slog, slop, slot, slow, slub, slue, slug, slum, slur, smut, snag, snap, snip, snow, snub, snug, soak, soap, soar, sock, soil, sold, sole, solo, soot, sorb, sort, soup, sour, sown, spae(scottish), spam, span, spar, spat, spay, spec, sped, spew, spin, spit, spot, spud, spur, spurn, stab, stag, star, stay, stem, step, stet, stew, stir, stop, stow, stub, stud, stun, suck, suds, suit, sulk, sung, sunk, surf, swab, swag, swam, swan(brit), swap, swat, sway, swig, swim, swob, swop(brit)/swap, swot, swum, sync (155).

tabu, tack, tail, take, talc, talk, tame, tamp, tang, tank, tape, tare, task, taut, taxi, team, tear, teem, tell, tend, tent, term, test, text, thaw, thin, thud, tick, tide, tidy, tier, tiff, tile, till, tilt, time, tine, ting, tint, tire, toil, toke, told, tole, toll, tomb, tone, tong, took, tool, toot, tope, tore, torn, toss, tote, tour, tout, tram, trap, tree, trek, trim, trip, trod, trot, trow(archaic), true, tube, tuck, tuft, tune, turf, turn, tusk, twig(Brit), twin, twit, type (79).

undo, urge (2).

vade, vail(archaic), vamp, vary, veal, veer, veil, vein, vend, vent, vest, veto, vide, view, vine, visa, vise, void, vote (19).

wade, waft, wage, wail, wait, wake, wale, walk, wall, wane, want, ward, ware(archaic), warm, warn, warp, wash, waul, wave, wawl, wean, wear, weed, ween, weep, weet, weld, well, welt, wend, went, wept, were, wert(archaic), wham, whap, whet, whid(Scottish), whip, whir, whiz, whop, wick, wile, will, wilt, wind, wine, wing, wink, wipe, wire, wise, wish, wisp, wist, wite, wive, woke, wolf, wont, wood, woof, word, wore, work, worm, worn, wove, wrap, writ(archaic) (71).

x-ray (1).

yack, yank, yard, yarn, yaup, yawn, yawp, yean, yell, yelp, yerk, yeuk, yock, yoke, yowl, yo-yo(informal), yuck (17).

zero, zest, zinc, zing, zone, zonk, zoom (7).

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Wedding Bells

Bruce and Natasha attend the "wedding of the century" aka Tony and Pepper's wedding.

For the prompt: Bruce and Nat go to a wedding (Could be Pepper and Tony's or could be a scientist friend of Bruce. I'll leave that up to you)

Also on AO3 

“What do you think the chances are of today going off without a hitch?”

Natasha’s voice drifted from the bathroom of their hotel suite. Bruce chuckled as he straightened his tie in the mirror on the inside of the closet door.

“I’d say fifty-fifty,” he called back. “This is Tony we’re talking about.”

Natasha appeared in the doorway of the bathroom, head tilted to one side while she fiddled with her earring. Bruce took a moment to admire the mint colored dress she wore. It was simple but elegant. Her hair was braided to one side, grown out in the last couple years, a few pieces loose here and there. She looked absolutely stunning, but then again he always thought she did.

She stopped beside him and looked herself over in the mirror, running her hands along the skirt of her dress. Bruce leaned forward to rest his chin on her shoulder, bringing his arms around her front to still her hands.

“You look amazing,” he whispered in her ear and pressed a kiss to her temple.

She turned in his arms and straightened his tie again.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Doc.”

Bruce smirked and leaned in to kiss the the sensitive spot behind her ear. She shivered against his chest and hummed softly.

“We’re going to be late if you keep that up,” she warned though there wasn’t any real conviction in her voice.

“I don’t think they’d notice,” Bruce chuckled, but let her go to finish getting ready.

“As blind as Tony’s been in the last month, I think he’d notice if one of his groomsmen missed his wedding,” she pointed out from her spot on the edge of the bed where she was slipping into her heels.

“Yeah,” Bruce agreed and tried to ignore the nervous swirl in his stomach.

The wedding was supposed to be small, by Stark standards it was relatively tiny, but Bruce still wasn’t too fond of the idea of standing up in front of a couple hundred strangers. Pepper had family for her bridesmaids so Natasha was going to be in the crowd, one of the few familiar faces. That thought calmed him somewhat.

He looked down at his watch with a sigh. If they didn’t leave soon they were really going to be late.

“Ready?”

Natasha stood and held out her hand which he took easily. She threaded their fingers together as they left the hotel room and made their way to the elevators.Natasha slipped into the driver’s seat of their rental when the valet brought it around the front of the building.

“There’s going to be traffic,” she said once he got in on the other side. “You already look stressed.” She winked and peeled away from the curb.

The wedding of the century, as many new outlets had taken to calling it, was being held at a vineyard Tony and Pepper had completely rented out to keep any unwanted onlookers out. Security at the entrance could have rivaled an airports. Anyone without an invitation was turned away.

The vineyard was breathtaking. Bruce caught a glimpse of the ceremony space as he walked Natasha to her seat. It was set up near the property’s huge pond, shaded by the willow trees surrounding it. If Bruce was going to pick a place to get married, this would be it.

“Pretty,” Natasha commented as they shuffled around the other guests to the front rows.

“Were you expecting anything less?” Bruce chuckled and followed her into the second row on the groom’s side. Her seat was right on the aisle on Tony’s side.

“I should probably find Tony and the others,” he said when she sat down.

“Probably.” She smiled up at him. “I’ll be fine, someone will come and fill these seats, keep me company.”

He leaned down and kissed her before heading back down the aisle to find Tony and the other groomsmen.

There was a little ranch house on the other side of the pond where Tony and Pepper were getting ready. Pepper and her bridesmaids were upstairs while Tony’s suite was on the first floor. Bruce knocked on the door and checked his watch, only twenty minutes before the ceremony was supposed to start.

It was Rhodes who opened the door.

“We were starting to think you weren’t going to show,” he chuckled, but Bruce could tell he was relieved.

Bruce smiled and walked into the room. “We hit traffic,” he explained. “How’s Tony?”

Rhodes laughed and glance over at Tony who was pacing back and forth near the bathroom. His tux jacket was still on the hanger on the door.

“As well as expected.”  

Tony looked up then and grinned at the sight of Bruce.

“You finally made it,” he exclaimed and walked over to squeeze him, only a little too tight. “Did Nat find her seat alright?”

Bruce nodded and patted Tony’s back until he let go of him.

“You alright?”

“I feel like I might throw up, but other than that I’ve never been happier.” Tony was grinning so wide it looked like it hurt.

Bruce smiled and patted his shoulder.

“We should get out there,” Happy said from his spot in the corner armchair, he looked surprisingly relaxed. “Pepper will be coming down soon.”

Tony went to get his tux jacket and let out a long breath while Bruce, Happy and Rhodes were waiting by the door.

“Let’s go get me married,” he said and clapped his hands together.

They were golf carted back to the other side of the pond. Rhodes went down the aisle first as best man followed by Happy and finally Bruce. They stood in a row on the left side of the arch where the officiant stood. Tony made his way next, all smiles and waves, the nerves he’d been showing not even five minutes ago completely vanished.

Bruce shook his head and brought his hand up to hide his laughter. His eyes found Natasha in an instant and saw she was doing her best to hold back a laugh as Tony passed her seat. She shrugged and mouthed.

“He looks happy.”

Bruce nodded subtly, but his attention was caught by the string musicians starting up. Pepper’s bridesmaids came first and then the flower girls and ring bearer. Bruce felt a swell of emotions in his chest and glanced over at Natasha to see her watching them with a grin.

The music changed and Pepper started slowly down the aisle. Tony’s sharp intake of breath was loud enough for Bruce to hear from where he stood and he couldn’t help but smile. Pepper was a vision in her long, flowing dress. Tony was a lucky man.

Bruce tuned out for the beginning of the ceremony, his eyes looking over the crowd. He found Natasha once again, watching Tony and Pepper. He let his mind wander over the possibility of having something like this one day, for him and Natasha. They’d been together for a couple years now, bought a house, had a life together.

Bruce was content with the way things were, didn’t need a big flashy ceremony in front of hundreds of people. But there was something to be said of becoming husband and wife, bound together until death. To be each others as long as they lived. It put a smile on his face.

Natasha looked at him again and winked. God, he loved her.

The officiant announced that it was time for their vows and Bruce tuned back into what they were saying.

It was Tony who started.

“Oh god, what can I saw about Pep,” his voice hitched slightly. “You’ve always been there for me, despite the ups and downs. Aliens and whatnot.”

The crowd laughed.

“I’m a better man because of you and I plan to spend the rest of my life showing how much I love and admire you.”

Bruce couldn’t see his face, but he could tell Tony was crying. He was starting to tear up himself. He looked to Natasha and caught her swiping her fingers under her eyes, as affected as he was by Tony’s heartfelt words.

“Tony, I’ve always loved you, even before you knew you loved me too. I’ve stood by you through everything and you’ve always come home to me, that’s all I could ask. It’s always been you Tony and I can’t wait to spend the rest of me life with you.”

A stray tear slid down Bruce’s face and while the happy couple exchanged rings and had their first kiss as husband and wife, Bruce only had eyes for Natasha. She wasn’t holding back her tears as she stood with the rest of the guests as Tony and Pepper left the ceremony space.

She turned to him with a blinding grin and Bruce couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He left his spot beside Happy and went straight to Natasha. He engulfed her in a hug before she had a chance to react, lifting her off her feet.

“I love you, Tasha,” he said as people filed out around them, heading for the barn where the cocktail hour and reception were being held.

Natasha leaned away and grinned. “I love you too, Doc.”

Bruce leaned in and kissed her, not caring who saw.

[defwang]

things people don’t tell you about japan/korea

or just things that were surprising enough for me to notice. obviously no disrespect to japan or korea!!! i just wanted to make this post for people who are first time travellers to those countries so they could have a better idea of what to expect 😊

japan

the people there are nice, but very personal. if they see you looking lost and confused, they won’t go out of their way to help you (but ofc, there are people whose jobs are to help you so don’t hesitate to go to the information centres at train stations!)

it is extremely busy in tokyo, like, hectic. I would always feel a sense of guilt when I’d accidentally get in people’s way when I’m walking but it’s really almost unavoidable

titty isn’t really a thing there. i’d notice people looking at my chest when I wore particularly low cut tops. they obviously wouldn’t say anything to you but I felt really self conscious about it

english is not well spoken there so it would be good to learn a few basic japanese phrases

shit there is expensive

i budgeted myself $100 a day and that was really just enough to eat 2.5 meals and buy something small

if you’re going to multiple cities it might be worth it for you to get a JR pass!!!!

korea

there are reserved seats for the elderly, physically challenged and pregnant on the train that no one else will sit on. idk how it is from where you guys come from, but in melbourne, people still sit on them and then stand up if the aforementioned people get on the train

there is a noticeable homeless population, (particularly in insadong) and sometimes, they’ll come onto the train and pass around a handout (that can sometimes have their bank details on it). don’t throw or crumple the handout bc they’ll recollect it and move onto the next carriage. they’re not violent or bothersome, just let them do their thing.

english is very well spoken there! if you have next to no knowledge of korean it wouldn’t be a problem at all.

most shops will charge you for a plastic bag (usually 100 won) so if you wanna save 10 cents, bring a big bag.

google maps is fucking shit in korea, use naver maps instead.

giving way at pedestrian walks isn’t a thing, let the car go first unless u wanna be the main character of a korean drama 

korean coins are useless ;;;;; 

idk how i got them but i have like 10 won coins? w h y  

sleep in. most places don’t open until 12pm so save ur energy and have a sleep in.

when you get off the station to get to the han river, there will be a BOMBARDMENT of ahjummas pressuring you to take flyers for delivery food, but it’s pretty easy to just say no to them. just be prepared lol

also idk where this goes but there were ahjumma’s and ahjussi’s renting picnic mats and tents near the han river and then they started bOLTING FOR IT, pushing their carts away for some reason???? and then i look down the pathway and i see flashing blue and red police lights on a golf buggy coming down. and i look back to find the ahjumma’s and ahjussi’s hiding behind a bush UNDETECTABLE to the park police

i have no idea what was going on LOL but I think their business might have been illegal.

oh ye, you’ll struggle finding trashcans in both countries so buy a drink with a lid or throw something away while you can

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Colin is banned from Mexico

    Mexico is a dangerous place for me. It’s the one place that for some reason my parents always let me take friends to, no matter how much trouble we get in each time. We have snuck out, I threw a phone in the water once, we stole a boat. All stories for another time. The one I’m gonna take about today is how my friend got permanently banned from the resort. 

    My friend Colin is the primary source for trouble in my life. I have known this kid for years, we grew up together. Colin has a fascinating family, our parents met through work. Colin has 6 siblings and because he is the youngest his parents don’t really care anymore. That is the reason I always get in trouble with him.    

  Now my family has a house in Mexico and whenever Colin comes to visit they rent a hotel room. It’s always a surprise who will be along on the trip. Most of his siblings are in college and don’t often come, but every here and there one will appear.    

     This trip was me, Colin and his older sister Madison. We basically had free range of what we could do, and everyday us three went out and planned something.

    The first thing that happened, which was the primary reason for him getting asked to never return was him forgetting his room key. Colin’s parents always got them separate rooms, so him and Madison shared one. After a very long day, we planned on going back to his room so him and Madison could change before dinner, but he forgot his key.

   Now how the hotel works is there are 4 floors. Each floor has it’s own room and has its own private balcony, except the bottom floor has a pool. Colin and Madison’s room was on the first floor.

    Colin was freakin out that he had lost his key and shortly we had to get ready for dinner with our parents. Madison wasn’t helping by yelling at him and getting upset. Instead of doing what a reasonable person would do and call the reception to get a new key Colin when to the floor above us. The door was locked. Madison and I were following him not having a clue what he was doing. We went to all the floor, and by some luck, the third floor was unlocked. Colin went into this strangers room! He took the sheets off the bed and made a rope. He tied them in knots and tied it to the rail of the balcony. Then he started to climb down. I followed him, and so did Madison. There was no real reason for us all to go down the ropes, I think we just wanted to feel like James Bond. We , and the roped only reached about 10 feet above the pool. So we dropped into the pool in our clothes and laughed our head off about how we go into the room.

    They could now get ready, and we made it to dinner on time. The second reason they got banned from this resort was a night I will never forget. It was near the end of the trip and at around 2 am I got a call from Colin. He asked me, “Are you awake?”

    The call had woken me up. “I am now,” I responded.

    “Great. How quick can you get ready?”

    “Where are we going?”

  “Casual, fun.” It wasn’t an answer, but it was all I was going to get.

   “Give me 10.” 

   “Done.” I got ready and grabbed a red bull and when to the front of the house. Colin and Madison pulled up each in their own golf cart which was strange. “Get your keys and the cart.” I got the keys and the cart. I was now fully awake and followed Colin in the vehicle. We arrived at the street by the beach and then we raced while playing music on this large speaker Colin had brought. I just remember us all laughing and having a grand time. 

    After a few we got bored, Madison and me decided we would park our carts and all just get in my vehicle for a few because we had it gotten worked on and it could go faster than theirs. Colin drove and brought had this speaker. Even with the volume being on the loudest setting he wasn’t satisfied. We found a caution cone and cut off the top, it became an amplifier. 

    So, there we were driving around this fancy resort with our angsty teen music. Then the restore people came. There were in their golf carts they asked us to pull over. Of course, Colin wasn’t going to and then it was a speed chase. With the vehicle being worked on we where much faster than there where. Madison was yelling viciously for Colin to stop and pull over. It took three of them to corner us and us to stop. 

    After a very long talk, them finding out about us breaking into a hotel room, and some furious parents Colin and his family was asked to never come to the resort again and all their other resorts around the world. I was let off the hook after some donations where made, but Colin’s family just decided they could always stay somewhere else.

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Dream: NanoBytes World

The dream began. I was walking through a lumber yard. Except, it wasn’t your ordinary dirty, dusty, mucky lumber yard. Everything was clean and smooth. My cliché futuristic scheme glossed over everything making it shine. I also noticed the walls that normally enclose the place had been enlarged and expanded. I was walking with two old friends from High School. Alex and Katelyn. They were newbies being trained in by myself. We were talking and doing the typical tour of the grounds.

We came across the manager who was wearing a bikini. She was having her own walk and talk with suits. We kept eyeing each other smiling. No one else seemed to notice. After we both concluded with our groups she walked over to me. She invited me to go swimming with her. We walked from the lumber yard passed a movie theater and stepped into an elevator. I noticed that there was additional buttons for sideways. We were in some utopia that had an all-directional elevator. I was marveled but the fascination keep rising when the doors opened as we reached the top. We arrived at a crystal clear swimming pool park. The water was a cyan blue, like the water in the Bahamas. Or perhaps it only looked that way because of the white panels under the water. It looked so clean and pure.

It was a theme park. I could see people, roller-coasters, food stands, and other exotic attractions. The swimming area was built right over some of the walk ways. Water slides, wave pools, there even was a section that looked like a skate park; lots of little pools for families but nearly connecting. My manager led me by the hand still grinning. I could hardly notice except when to look at her and where I was walking to make sure I didn’t fall. The park reached as far as I could see. But it all shared the same, while paneled theme of the future.

The primary colors were white, but each section of the park had secondary color liners. Like the swim park had everything lined in blue. White and blue banners, and walkways. Blue lights. The theme park with roller-coasters and other mechanical rides was white and red. There was a jungle safari with white and green. Very thin notices in the color to tell you where you were. And white and yellow for the food court. The farthest and biggest section was the red. Food court was in the middle and safari was off to my right near the lumber yard where we came from. There also was an aquarium under the pool park. And an arcade in the food court.

The park also had a housing district. Paneled purple. Think of the park like Westworld. A state-wide park. People would come to the park, rent the house for the summer and wake up every day to explore a section. Nature, relax in the pools, or ride the themed park rides. Each section had its levels too. Underground kid-park with minor rides and science exhibits. Play grounds. Every different kind of food available. All together like a strip mall but, a large strip mall? There was laser tag, bumper cars, even a section of the nature where you could drive your own golf carts across the way. Forests to walk, savannahs to roam, mountains to climb. The pool section had a beach too if you wanted something more natural. If you think of it, they had it. All enclosed with the security and freedom of being in-doors.

My manager and I found a vacant family pool and dropped into it. The water was the perfect temperature too. Alex and Katelyn found us again, this time in their swim suits and joined us. I wasn’t bothered but it looked like my manager was. She had a red and black swimsuit, blonde hair tied in a ponytail, and a tall fit body. After a moment everyone started to hum and gradually build into a song.

The pool we were at was near the edge that leaned over the park belong. I held my arm over the edge of the water and stared at the people below. I don’t remember how. But I fell. From the Sun in the sky, and all the white paneled floors and walls. Something changed. The panels went black. The world seemed to open up to me. As I fell, the floor gave way into the core of the world. But it opened like small pixels. When I landed, I cut myself on sharp crystals like glass. Nanytes. Nanobytes. Tiny computer machines that could build anything you wanted. All you had to do was program them. That’s how they made the park. They programmed the density and the robots would create the object. Except I fell into the processor. I could feel the nanytes coursing through me as they entered the cuts on my arm. I was only beginning to understand what might happen.

I found my way to the surface again but the panels were still black, and even the sky darkened. The Sun was out but so were the stars. The bright blue sky hid behind a sheet of black painted sky. The people were evacuating and these police-type, riot shielded, black armored, men came out and surrounded me. They must have known I violated some type of law. They tried to arrest me, but seeing that I fell, I’m a victim. I refused. There was a small struggle before someone’s gun went off and blew off my right hand.

Then the air stood still. The police stepped away and the conflict’s tension rose but in a motionless trance. I stared at the space my hand used to be. I also noticed that my arm looked like below. It reminded me of Tron. The crystalized data when someone dies or Quorra’s arm when it got deleted to bits. Mine wasn’t a straight cut but it looked pixelated. I could see the nanytes working to create a new hand already. In moments my hand was back. I was spinning it, bending my fingers to inspect the job they had done.

Everything felt normal. I clutched my hand to make a fist then looked up at the men staring in horror. “Now now, let us not do anything rash.” I spoke in a deep, calming voice. Putting my hands in front of me to mean no harm. They all raised their guns simultaneously. I pulled out my tiny shield amplifier. Something that looked like the nun chuck from the Wii. Just the small rounded handle part. It clung to my arm and when I pressed the trigger it would power a small shield on my arm.

I readied it for the oncoming blast of energy weapons. The shield, when energized, reminded me of Stephen strange’s orange circle of magical energy. After a few seconds of the barrage of blasts my shield blinked giving me the warning it was about to break. When it did I prepared myself for the worst. Except my body was able to create its own shield without the apparatus. The blaster fire stopped. The men tried to make sense of this new threat. I was trying to understand it myself. Anything I seemed to think, happened. I wanted my arm back, it came back. I wanted my shield to stay up, and it is.

The nanobytes are listening to me. They must have followed my bloodstream and entered my brain. Now my brain acts as a processor, and it must be more powerful than their computer so that they listen to me and not their inherit programming. To test my theory, I thought about teleporting somewhere else. I watched my body sink into the nanytes of the floor, brick by brick of this digital data, my body vanished. And then nearly 20 meters away my body again would build it up, centimeter by centimeter. Each atom in my body now replaced by millions of nanytes. I thought, how could I ever be whole again, did they recreate my body or is this a new one? I felt new.

The rest of the dream was mostly me running from these men. Shooting me down. I would instantly create paths across thin air by commanding the nanytes. I would open floors to lower ones that would drop a few of the men chasing me. I was a god and yet they still pursued me. Then eventually got me cornered in the park and shot a rocket at me. Exploded every nanyte in my body. Except I still existed. My mind had been replaced as well. As long as a single nanyte existed my memory would be passed through them all.

I recreated my body again. Watching it build my limbs from the tiny pieces of data. The grid and I are one. I decided it would be best to ensure I don’t die. So I had the nanytes at the bottom floor create a machine to create more nanytes. More and more I became self-sufficient. Going to the surface to purge the men who threated my existence. By this time I realized I hadn’t seen a single guest since my fall. But either way, I wasn’t going to let them take my world. I couldn’t offer much fight against the energy weapons. I’d be blasted open. But with the ability to rebuild and never die. All I had to do was exhaust my opponent. I started to shoot out nanyte spears. But nothing was really effective against them.

This “war” lasted a few months. Until one morning I met with suit. It was Rachel from Orphan Black. She spoke like Ford from Westworld. Talking about creation and that this was her dream. She showed me a picture of the maze. Except instead of the strange piece in the middle, it was Brimm’s sigil.

I don’t remember how I woke up, but as inevitable as it was, I did.