#se: sms.

[pakost61]

shmol’

[hedgehog-moss]

The text updates I was sending a friend while at the protest in Paris yesterday are kind of tragically funny, it goes from "the cops are staying away and as a result everything's going well, they clearly received better orders today, I'm glad" to "wait, no, forget that"

1. "Everything's going well, there are a couple of small fires but no one cares, the crowd calmly avoids them, some people stop to warm their hands over them, it's very civilised. I don't think the people who set stuff on fire are the problem, when the cops stay away everything goes smoothly"

2. "There are groups of CRS with batons and shields in the side streets but they stay very discreet compared with the other protests and weirdly enough this one is calmer!"

3. My friend : "Maybe they received different orders today"

Me "Yeah it's a miracle, someone made a sensible decision"

4. "We just passed another side street full of cops and I heard someone said "last time they started charging us, we had no idea why" so yeah they clearly received different instructions today"

Less than 10min later: "never mind we're being tear gassed"

Then: "Never mind they just charged us several times we have no idea why"

"I arrived at the end point of the march, looked back and there was a fresh new cloud of tear gas over the (very calm, many elderly people) groups in the middle of the march. More police cars + a water cannon are arriving"

Can't overstate how calm the protest was, just people (100K to 300K according to estimates) walking from point A to point B while holding signs. There were a few trash fires but if they'd sent firefighters to extinguish them people would have let them through... I had friends who walked in the middle of the march to avoid any trouble or gas and they still got tear gassed without knowing why. Even supposing there were people ahead of me I couldn't see who were being more antagonistic towards the CRS, surely the hundreds of cops present could have somehow dealt with that without charging and bludgeoning peaceful protesters and tear gassing thousands of people? Right now it's not possible for French citizens to peacefully assemble without getting systematically gassed by police.

Here's a video of when they first charged the front of the march, the people they're hitting can't move back any faster (I was somewhere in the compact crowd behind wondering (cause I'm not tall I couldn't see anything 😭) why we were suddenly being pushed back when things had been calm and fun until then. People who had been there before were coaching others like 'don't try to run, you'll make the people behind panic, just walk fast'). I counted five or six tear gas grenades going off

From what I've heard from people who were at the protest, the ones who didn't get gassed are the ones who were at the back of the march and left early without completing the march (some left because they saw the cloud of gas ahead). I've also seen people at other protests in various cities yesterday describing a similar situation : peaceful crowd getting separated in two by a charge, gassed and soaked with water cannons, most people having no idea why. If I had to describe this in terms of police strategy it would be, gas as many people as possible to dissuade your average peaceful protester from completing the march and showing up next time, and be aggressive towards the front of the march to rile them up and get nice images of youth burning things or throwing stuff at cops to show on the evening news and turn public opinion against protesters.

(Note that the society of journalists working for France Télévision (public TV, like the French BBC) have published a statement decrying the poor framing of the protests on the national news, saying too much emphasis was placed on the small amount of people destroying stuff and almost nothing on police brutality and the record numbers of (peaceful) protesters in the streets.) (Read this if you're French and have been wondering why some people around you still don't think the situation is worrying...)

Anyway, I'm glad I went. It was good to see so many people just as angry as I am about what's happening to this country and guillotine-chan was in attendance, and many people had very fun signs and I liked this angry flag:

[zerolovessoup]

how i feel after following anyone with an outsiders pfp

[eggdrawsthings]

His place is here —curled up at Grogu’s side, watching and waiting for him to wake up— and it is enough. He belongs in no dilapidated palace. He is beholden to no throne. He is beholden only to one.

Dream Child by @muchadoloo

[withoutzeuzey]

I tried to portray Saeran's different states :>

If you have any other headcanons about his appearences I'd love to hear them!

bonus Secret Ending choi twins~~

[mindsynthcreations]

[sandeep699]

When son fingering mom wet pu@@y

[terminally-outsiders-obsessed]

gonna wife him up faster than you can actually really start to admire his beautiful doe eyes

[metiredlr]

Fubuki looks so smol standing near Tsunami dawg... look at him...

[omgkalyppso]

writing patterns tag game

Rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

Tagged by @dustdeepsea . Thank you for thinking of me! How did you format your list so well? ghfdfghdfg Mine looks all squished

Upon The Hill (Wyll & Gale, Wyll & OC, bg3, one-shot, fluff, rated T) Wyll had spent the past week going through his father’s bookshelves.

A Hopeless Dove (Zevlor/Raphael, bg3, one-shot, adventure & romance, rated M) The cliffs in Rivington smelled of civilization.

Passion In A Glass House (Ferdinand/Sylvain/Lorenz, fe3h, one-shot, fluff, rated T) Aegir was beautiful in the summer.

Shared Ink And Interests (Ferdinand & Sylvain & Lorenz, fe3h, one-shot, modern au, fluff, rated T) Lorenz’s home was bright as it was full.

Hidden Talent Brawling (Constance & Hapi, Constance & Balthus, fe3h, one-shot, fluff, rated T) Constance saw magic in everything.

Bad At Biting (Astarion/Étoile (Tav), bg3, part 6 of series, vampire bites, rated M) Astarion sat up upon his bedroll, tracing bruises up and down his arms with fascinated fingers.

Stargazing (Astarion/Étoile (Tav), bg3, part 5 of series, fluff, rated M) Astarion had centuries of experience with well-meaning idiots and adventurers who believed they had done or could do some good in the world if only they were challenged, or recognized, or lucky.

Fragile As Stone (Rodrigue/Eugénie (rodwife oc), fe3h, part 2 of series, hurt/comfort, rated M) The glow of faith magic had long since faded from his hands, and yet still Rodrigue held Eugénie in the quiet of their bedroom.

The Blue Hour (Frederick/Stahl/Cordelia, fe:a, one-shot, fluff, rated T) Marriage had done little to keep Stahl from sleeping alone.

The Horror of Honor (Rodrigue & Glenn, fe3h, one-shot, poetry, grief/mourning, rated T) The honor of the north is blue as morning

I can never decide between American and British spelling. Oh well. Lots of little sentences as my openers...

I'll tag @the-eldritch-it-gay, @umbralstars, @sevarix-blogs, @recurringwriter, @lemonbronze, @razrogue, @lucius-the-sinful, @bladesandstars, @klkirbles, @ghostwise, @allycryz and YOU.

And while there's also some sentences of context in that last fic, The Horror of Honor, I'm going to post that whole poem again below the cut:

The honor of the north is blue as morning As fickle as the sea Spring comes, spring comes, spring comes And still the frozen earth won’t accept the seed

The horror of the north is blue as mourning As chilling as can be Harvest, harvest, harvest now And at the frozen hearth we’ll feed

[funsizedshark]

non eri tu che dovevi partire per non tornare più non eri tu che in fondo è come salire basta non guardare giù

album cover redraw with my favorite runaway prince + original under the cut

[crazy-fangirl2524]

No you guys don’t understand. Neil was playing as a way to try to live and how he wants to try actually living instead of surviving. Winning against the ravens doesn’t matter to Neil, winning against his father does. But the books don’t end with Baltimore. It ends with the raven game. But this game means more to Kevin than it can ever to any other characters. All for the game. Neil can survive without exy. He can run away and start a new life. But kevin day does not have anything else. This entire series is for kevin day

[itsmespicaa]

i love their friendship and banters so much :”D <333

[well-golly-gee-balkan]

Y’all I js read a rlly good fic from a different fandom where after the main character almost gets drowned at first he’s like afraid to wash himself

so i thought pony

what if after pony was almost drowned, he was like afraid to go in the shower when he first came back, cuz like he mentally had a bad reaction to a lot of water being on his skin.

Alsoo ppl have hc that he has eczema(idk who I think @pumpkinsy0 but don’t quote me) and what if his stress or anxiety or whatever towards water made his eczema act up

Or maybe randomly when he was in the shower he would get flashbacks and like have trouble breathing

Also on a purly note is what if purly would shower w him sometimes and help him get out of it(I’m a secret purly shipper)

[anas-tasiaa]

"Smile for me."

Saeyoung gently took Saeran's hand and intertwined their pinky fingers. "Saeran, I want you to make a promise to me," he said, looking into his brother's eyes. "Promise me that you'll start loving yourself more and that you'll always remember that you deserve to be loved, okay?"

Saeran hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Okay, hyung. I promise."

Saeyoung smiled warmly at him. "Good. And if you ever forget that promise, just look down at our pinky fingers and remember that I love you and I believe in you. You're not just my precious brother, Saeran. You're everything that I could ever ask for and you deserve all the happiness in the world."

Saeran felt a warmth spreading through his chest at his brother's words. He squeezed Saeyoung's pinky finger back and gave him a small smile. "Thank you, hyung. I won't forget."

Saeyoung leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on his forehead. "I know you won't."

"Now, come on. Smile. Show me that beautiful smile of yours," Saeyoung said with a grin, nudging Saeran's shoulder playfully.

Saeran looked up at his brother, still feeling a bit emotional from their earlier conversation. But as he gazed into Saeyoung's bright eyes and saw the genuine love and care he had for him, he couldn't help but feel a small smile tug at the corners of his lips.

With a soft chuckle, Saeyoung reached over and lightly pinched Saeran's cheeks, making him laugh.

"That's it, my little ray of sunshine," Saeyoung said, pulling Saeran into a warm embrace. "You always brighten up my day with that smile of yours."

[sandeep699]

When son knows how to handle moms hot horny body, and make her his slave！🔥🔥