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[aniruddh-saha]

 The Science of A/B Testing: How to Optimize Your Marketing Campaigns

In the ever-evolving world of marketing, where the digital landscape is as dynamic as ever, one powerful tool stands out: A/B testing. Imagine being able to scientifically refine your marketing campaigns to ensure they perform at their best. Welcome to the realm of A/B testing, where experimentation meets data-driven decisions. In this blog, we're taking a deep dive into the science behind A/B testing, uncovering its methodologies, benefits, and how you can harness its potential to optimize your marketing campaigns. Get ready to unlock the secrets of successful experimentation and data-backed marketing strategies.

The Power of A/B Testing: A Glimpse

Hookup Line Explained: Ever wondered what would happen if you changed that headline or tweaked that call-to-action? A/B testing lets you find out without the guesswork.

Scientific Approach: A/B testing involves comparing two variations (A and B) of an element in your marketing campaign to determine which one performs better.

Data-Driven Decision Making: By analyzing the results, you can make informed decisions to optimize your campaign's performance based on actual user responses.

The A/B Testing Methodology

Let's break down the process step by step:

Identify Variable: Choose a specific element to test, such as a subject line, image, or CTA.

Create Variations: Develop two versions – A (the control) and B (the variant) – with one differing element.

Random Split: Split your audience randomly into two groups, ensuring the groups are similar in size and demographics.

Implement Test: Send version A to group A and version B to group B.

Gather Data: Track user engagement metrics such as open rates, click-through rates, or conversions.

Analyze Results: Compare the performance of both versions using the collected data.

Choose Winner: Determine which version performed better statistically.

Apply Insights: Implement the winning variation in your campaign for better results.

A/B Testing Examples and Benefits

Subject Lines: Test different subject lines to see which generates higher open rates. For instance, "Limited Time Offer" versus "Exclusive Deal Inside."

CTA Buttons: Compare the effectiveness of different CTA buttons like "Buy Now" and "Shop Now" in driving click-through rates.

Visual Elements: Test the impact of visuals like images or videos on user engagement and conversions.

Content Length: Experiment with short versus long-form content to find the optimal length for user engagement.

A/B Testing Pitfalls to Avoid

Changing Too Many Variables: Test one element at a time to accurately identify what caused a performance difference.

Insufficient Sample Size: Ensure your sample size is statistically significant to draw reliable conclusions.

Ignoring Segmentation: Segment your audience to ensure that results are applicable to specific user groups.

Ignoring Insights: Always analyze the data and apply insights even if the result isn't what you expected.

A/B Testing Tools and Platforms

Google Optimize: An easy-to-use platform for testing website variations and tracking performance.

Optimizely: Provides A/B testing and personalization solutions to optimize user experiences.

Mailchimp: Offers A/B testing for email campaigns, allowing you to refine subject lines, content, and more.

Unbounce: Focuses on testing and optimizing landing pages for higher conversions.

A/B Testing in Different Channels

Website: Test homepage layouts, navigation menus, and even button colors for improved user experience.

Email Marketing: Experiment with subject lines, email content, visuals, and CTAs to enhance engagement.

Social Media: Test different ad copy, images, and targeting options to improve click-through rates.

PPC Advertising: Optimize ad copy, keywords, and landing pages to maximize conversions.

A/B Testing and Continuous Improvement

Hookup Line Explained: Imagine your marketing campaigns as works in progress, constantly refined for better results.

Iterative Approach: A/B testing is an ongoing process. Continuously analyze results and iterate based on insights.

Incremental Improvements: Small changes can lead to significant improvements over time, enhancing your marketing ROI.

In Conclusion

A/B testing is not just a marketing buzzword – it's a scientific method that empowers you to fine-tune your campaigns for optimal performance. By testing different elements, gathering data, and making informed decisions, you can drive better engagement, conversions, and ROI. So, whether you're a seasoned marketer or just starting, remember that A/B testing is your ally in navigating the ever-changing digital landscape. Embrace the power of experimentation, and watch your marketing campaigns reach new heights of success.

[bebefatima888]

How MK1 Fellas React To Giving Them Extreme Sour Candy

You give them a wrapped piece of candy they don't know is sour, and their reactions 😱 think warheads xtreme sour levels.

ᡣ𐭩‧₊˚ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ♥︎ ⋅ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ♡︎ ୨ৎ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ♥︎ ⋅ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ♡︎ ୨ৎ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ᡣ𐭩

Johnny Cage:

Those acting skills kicked in the instant the sourness hit. Which means you can still clearly tell he’s feeling it hard. 

His sunglasses mask the fluttered squinting somewhat until he takes them off to put his head in his hand. 

For once he’s speechless, and you almost tell him to just spit it out but he refuses with a slow headshake against his palm. 

Actually manages to hold on until the candy sweetens, to which he glares at you, slick forehead-ass. How could you do that to him… He could have died.. 

Kenshi:

He knows. His ancestors told on you. 

Tries the candy to humor you, and because he wants to (see) you happy. Taken aback at first because since becoming blind, his other senses have heightened and taste is no exception.

Still handles it better than Johnny, but if his eyes still worked he’d be squeezing them like lemons right now. 

Quietly puts it back in its wrapper once it sweetens. Kind of a let-down reaction, but it’s cute to see his tongue blue when he says “Yeah it’s… Sour.” 

Bi Han:

Completely oblivious when you hand it to him. It’s blue so he’s inclined to eat it

His usual scrunched brows inflate in the splittest second once the sour hits, thinks you’ve moronically given him a poisoned substance without realizing. 

He spits it out on his hand when you try to tell him no, it’s not an assasination attempt, it’s just candy. Not amused. 

Slings it hundreds of feet away before you hear a distant vehicular collision. 

Tomas Vrbada:

Put the candy in his mouth with no hesitation since he trusts you. Trust revoked. 

Still has it in his mouth but glares at you with saucer eyes. Once he sees you grinning, realizes you’ve done this on purpose and hollers.

Fans his face as wisps of smoke flutter at his hand, remembers his Lin Kuei ninja training. 

Gets through it!! Cries a little while you give him back pats. 

Syzoth:

Puts it in his mouth and swallows it whole.

He still doesn’t catch that you tried to prank him. It was a bit tangy, sure, but was that it?

Has a reduced sense of taste since he’s a reptile so this is nothing for him. It does give a nice tingle, though.

Asks for more, you give him one more. Looks confused at your own confusion and extends his hand for more. More-

Stuffs them in his mouth like popcorn.

Baraka: 

Inspects the candy between his sharp nails with hesitation until you say he doesn’t have to try it if he doesn’t want to. 

You saying it like that makes him secretly happy :DD so he eats it, close to crunching until the sour hits. 

Tries to spit it out instinctively but his teeth are in the way.. 

The sour candy ricochets in his poor jaws like a pinball machine. 

Ends up accidentally swallowing it. I hope you’re happy. 

[justauthoring]

stubborn.

request(s) -> Hii! I love your Gray Fullbuster x reader fics. They are so great!! Could I request then something like female reader goes on a mission and comes back being hurt and tries to hide it, but Gray saw through her and he is so worried about her, because they like each other so he corners her and help her. With a fluff, maybe even a kiss? Thank you in advance!! <3 + can you write a childhood bsf to lovers story for gray or sting from fairy tail? Nothing too specific, but also wanted to say I love your stories <3 😖

requested by -> @shogun0wa

pairing: gray fullbuster x f!reader

gray could tell something was wrong, even if you were desperately trying to pretend otherwise.

frankly, he didn't even see why you bothered—stubborness perhaps? he'd known you long enough, since the both of you were children, to see that the smile on your lips was forced and feigned. years spent attached at the hip gave him the insight others wouldn't notice.

so, yeah, he guessed - stubborness it definitely was.

chin resting in the palm of his hand, gray's eyes watch you closely as you talk with erza and lucy. you're less animated than usual, letting the two other girls do most of the talking for you as you simply listen and nod. if either lucy or erza noticed something was wrong, it was easy to tell you'd brushed their concern off with a simple excuse of being tired.

the same excuse you've used with gray since you'd returned from your solo mission and he'd noticed something was off.

anytime he'd confronted you, you'd been skillfully adept at avoiding him. gray would barely get a word out edgewise before you'd slip off from with some excuse or another of mira needing you, or lucy wanting your help with something.

things of the sort.

gray's patience was waring thin and with it, his concern was overwhelming him to the point he could barely function normally. he could see the paleness to your skin, all colour leaving your cheeks and the way your eyes would narrow and your lips would purse when you thought no one was looking.

it was clear you were in pain.

gray couldn't understand why you were trying to convince otherwise.

"i'll talk to you both later, okay?"

pulled from his thoughts, gray straightens when he sees you standing from the table, offering a small wave erza and lucy's way. the smile at you in response, each wishing you goodbye but gray's only zone in on the way your face, for the splittest second, twists in agony before you school your expression.

that was it. gray was going to get to the bottom of this.

standing up himself, gray is careful to be quiet, hanging back a minute after you move towards the guild doors before following you. he exits a moment after you do, you still blissfully unaware, and with an eased movement, gray's hand locks around your wrists and tugs you gently towards the alley beside the guild.

you stumble after him, a whimper leaving your lips — gray does feel guilty for causing you pain, but he figures this'll help prove his point.

"gray! what are you—"

"where?"

he doesn't bother letting you finish your accusation — he was tired of your pointless stubbornness. all he wanted to do was help you.

huffing, you glare up at gray; "where, what?"

"where does it hurt?"

your face falls at that, glare dissipating in seconds as you stare blankly up at gray. you shift against the wall he's cornered you against, gray's body trapping you with no escape as you squirm uncomfortably.

gray's eyes, however, zone in on the way your hand clutches at your side.

"there?" he asks, raising a brow as he reaches for your hand. "that's where it hurts?"

"gray—"

"enough." he cuts in once more, voice sharper. his eyes fall shut in frustration before turning to meet your own, gaze unwavering. gray's patience is gone at this point and perhaps he'll regret being so sharp with you later, but for now it's necessary to get the truth out of you.

like he said, you were too damn stubborn.

"i don't know why you're trying to pretend you're not in pain, but i can tell, okay?" he huffs, exasperated. "i know you."

you blink up at him, face easing.

"i... it's really not that bad."

gray just shakes his head; "let me see."

you warm faintly at that, but knowing gray won't back down, especially not now, you oblidge to his request. slowly, your hands move to the hem of your tank, slowly pulling it upwards until your stomach is bare. you tuck your shirt just under your breasts, feeling vulnerable in an entirely new way as you avoid gray's gaze.

in another light, gray would be just as embarrassed. there's no room for that, however, when he see's the large bruise across your ribs; your skin is discoloured with a terrible yellowish-purple.

honestly, gray's surprised you've been able to walk at all with a injury that size.

"why didn't you get wendy to heal you?" gray hisses, concerned, as he reaches for you. you tense as his cold but familiar touch falls on usually untouched skin, biting your lip as he gently prods to bruise, wincing slightly in pain. "y/n, this is bad."

"it's not that bad," you force out, huffing.

"yes, it is," gray argues, sharp eyes falling back on your own. "it looks like you could even have a broken rib given how bruised it is."

you just frown.

"why?" gray sighs, finally pulling away as you slowly let your shirt fall back down. "why hide it?"

it takes you a moment to reply, looking down at your own feet and desperately avoiding gray's piercing gaze. gray almost thinks you won't speak and goes to ask again, until he hears your soft and mumbled voice. "i didn't want to be a bother."

"...what?"

"i didn't want to be a bother!" you repeat, this time louder; your voice cracks in desperation as you turn to gray with a tear-filled gaze. he stares blankly back at you, stunned. "i'm always getting hurt on missions and everyone is always having to help me... you most of all! so i took this mission by myself to prove i'm strong, only i got hurt like i always do!"

you finish with a gasp, hands pressing against your wound as you twist yourself uncomfortably.

gray doesn't say anything at first. he frowns, shoulders falling and watches as you desperately try to hold back the tears that threaten to slip past your eyes, he thinks about the fact that you think so lowly of yourself.

do you really think that's what the others think? what he thinks?

spurned on by the guilt of ever letting you think that way about yourself and desperate to rectify his own foolish mistake, gray ignores the nerves bundling in his chest and leans forward with a burst of desperate confidence. he grabs your chin, tugging you towards him gently as he lets his eyes flutter shut and presses his lips against your own.

you tense at the action and gray fears the worst, moving to pull away, but then a second later you're easing, hands slowly moving to shift around his own as you lean into the kiss.

he pulls back a second later, blinking down at you.

you stare up at him; "what was that for?"

"to prove to you," he whispers.

"prove to me what?"

"that none of what you said is true," he urges, cupping your cheeks. "your strength is your strength, and you are a vital member to both fairy tail and the team. if anyone says you aren't, i'll personally show them otherwise."

gray watches as your lips part and your eyes soften with something warm.

"gray..."

"it doesn't matter how much you get hurt, i will always be there to help you." he continues, letting the truth pour out of him with vulnerabilty he's unused to. "all that matters to me is that you're okay. i need you, y/n. so please don't ever hide something like this from me again, okay? please?"

slowly, you nod.

"okay," he nods, some of that blind confidence wavering as he feels his cheeks burn with the reality of his confession. "n-now, can we please take you to see wendy?"

you nod once more, but the small smile that curls onto your lips is undeniable. then, you slowly lower his hands from your cheeks, holding tight to his right one as you thread your fingers through it, squeezing.

gray eases at your assurance, a grin curling onto his lips.

he guesses, when he truly thought about it, he was just a stubborn — it's why the two of you got along so well.

[aneclecticone]

I’ve finally finished and posted the full drabble. Enjoy :)

To Come Home

It’s A night not unlike any other night, in his building tenure as leader of the village hidden in the leaves. Too late to be respectable for anyone other than someone in his position (and even then not truly respectable).

Naruto unlocks the door and turns the knob to enter into his home. He knows without having to sense it that his family is asleep. Still, he whispers a light ‘tadaima’, and forces himself to keep the yearning in his heart at bay. He toes off his sandals and looks to the staircase just beyond the genkan. He hesitates as he takes the few steps needed to stand at the foot of it. The thought of being a stranger in his own home crosses his mind for the splittest of seconds before he tamps it down with a fury.

He’s come leaps and bounds from where he was years ago after all. Has learned to prioritize. Come to the thick headed realization that his family, the family he built for himself, shouldn’t have to sacrifice or be sacrificed for a mantle he himself decided to take up. That they never should have felt like they weren’t first in his heart.

Continue to read here:

[jewishraypalmer]

I hate correcting people so much that last night a co-worker asked how "how old is your son now?" and for the splittest of seconds I contemplated just making up a number

[lastintheserverbox]

[Snail could feel their heart swell with joy. Watching Mush and Bo made them so, so soft.]

oh!.. speaking of colors!! Snails shells are mainly gold, amber, purples, blue, black, and red!

Turtles's are green, gray, brown, or black ! honestly, super cool!!

-🐌

"Fascinating creatures. I always wondered what real beings are actually like. You can only know so much in here..."

[Mark noted Snail seemed distant for the splittest of seconds]

"Something caught your attention...?"

[milfholder]

the idea of a live action how to train your dragon alone made me so white hot angry for the splittest of seconds that i feel like if i screamed it would of triggered the yellowstone supervolcano event

[jovalencia]

laying in bed and thought about legally blonde for the splittest of seconds and suddenly I realized that linda fucking cardellini plays chutney

[pri-rp]

@aonokumura

🌀 Rin felt something fall on his head, and assumed it was birds or squirrels running about in the trees above. What he didn't expect when he looked upwards was to see an entire person up there.

"Um, hello? Are you pretending to be Tarzan?" 🐈‍⬛

That was an unfamiliar voice. Looking down, they seem startled for the splittest of seconds, before the simple neutral sounding, "no." is said to the question. There's some thought as they decide what to do, before that knife in hand is used to quickly take off the rest of the little branch outjuts before they fold the blade closed and change their position from leaning against the tree trunk to legs dangling off the side of the branch they were sat on.

and then they just kind of are. staring. at rin. At least, presumably- it's a little hard to see their eyes behind those bangs. Actually, how do they see through those bangs?

"..." it seems for a moment they may just only stare, folded knife in one hand, shaved stick in the other, from that perch in the tree. "You're human." For as... dull their voice is, somehow that statement seems surprised? as if meeting a human is an unexpected turn of events for today.

[zoomingzhuming]

Finally...some food. She found a cookie, and unassumingly took a big bite. Completely normal, right? For the splittest of seconds, she thought that the cookie was rather crumbly, like cookies should be. And then came the flavor.  ... Immediately spitting it out, tears formed in her eyes very quickly as she could cough, throwing the offending cookie down upon the group, it crumbling into powder.

The cookie was in fact, a lie.  The cookie was what she would find out later to be a 'bath bomb'.  She would have trust issues for weeks after this. Such betrayal wounds go deep...

[campanellamaria]

I love when I take my eyes off my 4 yo nephew for the splittest second and he gets his leg trapped inbetween a deck chair and starts screaming in my ear as I tell him to just point his toes and we'll wriggle together. Calming summer activity!

[purpleprey]

Chapter 2: Crime of Kissing the Headmaster

Everything was dark for a moment, but then I opened my eyes. The sight I was greeted by was glorious: I was sitting in a large armchair, a great oak desk sat between me and the Headmaster, who was sitting atop a golden throne. It all felt very official and professional, which simultaneously made it feel just a little scandalous and I felt a little nervous. But the Headmaster wasn't looking at me. He was looking straight up into the air, so I followed his gaze and was met with an astonishing sight. Instead of an office ceiling, there was a huge flatscreen LED monitor across the roof, which although impressive, did not seem at ALL ergonomic considering the posture you'd have to take to even view it.

On the screen, I could see all of the other inmates in the gardens. It was some sort of camera system, and on the screen I could even see Elysium Forging and Cosmic Tomorrow where I had left them. They were gardening, as though nothing had happened. As though I, Obsidian Leviathan, hadn’t just been swallowed up by the ground and deposited into this Headmaster’s office. I even noticed the smallest of details, that Cosmic had now planted 14 turnips to override the 13 I had planted so foolishly, but I couldn't look for long since it really hurt my neck.

I craned my head back down and stared at the Headmaster’s neck, as he continued to observe the progress of the garden and its vegetables with immense amusement. After 10 minutes, I cleared my throat loudly and he lowered his gaze to look at me. I thought perhaps he had forgotten I was here but the look he gave me communicated such apathy I felt like I was the one who was somehow being intrusive, even though I was basically abducted.

“It’s been over one trillion years since anyone was stupid enough to plant 13 turnips but looking at you, I’m not overly surprised.” The Headmaster declared, his voice echoing around his office. I was very offended, but didn’t want the Headmaster to know.

"To be curt, it's not my fault, since there was no guide book to the Jupiter moon prison system or anything," I said, averting my gaze, trying to come across as moody and hard to get. It worked.

“Your gaze comes across as moody and hard to get.” The Headmaster said, but I didn’t react. He was impressed by how nonchalant I was. I tried to brush my jet black hair behind my ear. Though my hair was too short to do that, I didn't let that stop me from shooting him a look with my icy blue/grey orbs before looking away again. I, Obsidian Leviathan, KNEW how to play the game. I knew what I had to do next.

"So, what are you doing?" I posed this question to him with an air of absolute coolness that perfectly matched my icy eyes.

"Well, I am the Headmaster of this prison, I am the highest authority in this entire system. A sort of shadow leader, if you will, and as you can see here I-" I launched over the desk at sound-barrier-breaking speeds and shut him the fuck up by grabbing his face and kissing him square on his perfectly annoying Headmaster lips. He seemed into it for the splittest of seconds, but then he shoved me and I fell back on my armchair with such force that it shattered into pieces like fucking glass. The force must've ruptured something inside me (severely), since I coughed up blood. However, through the metallic taste of my own blood, I could still taste the faintest trace of the vanilla Chapstick he was wearing. I licked my lips.

The Headmaster rose into the air, reached up and pushed a button on the ceiling monitor, before pointing down at me with an accusatory finger. I can't lie, I wasn't really into this sort of play.

"Obsidian Leviathan, you insolent boy, this is a federal offence." his voice sounded almost hellish, but all I was really capable of doing was wiping the blood from my mouth. The Headmaster dropped to the ground very suddenly, and began to ascend upon me. My instincts were screaming at me to get up and run, but I wanted to know what would happen if he caught me.

"REPENT!" he roared.

"Make me." I growled suavely, biting my bottom lip, but he didn't reciprocate. He had almost reached me by this point, and I made the difficult decision to jump up and take off running. He was hot on my trail as he glided behind me, an inch or two off the ground, but thanks to my quick thinking, and some internal bleeding, I quickly spat my own blood onto my hands and turned around to smear it over his eyes to temporarily foil his vision. I took this chance to run around the Headmaster and to a door that I had noticed before but hadn’t mentioned.

I flung the door open and leapt through without a second thought, but as I did, the gravity suddenly shifted and instead of horizontally going through a doorway (as I normally would, believe me), I was now helplessly falling vertically downwards.

I landed very suddenly and the wind was knocked out of me. I didn’t like this. But I couldn't say I wasn't used to it either, so I coughed up some more blood before standing up. I looked up, but the door I had entered through was gone, I was in a black expanse, an endless void, void of meaning. I feel like I'd been here before, possibly in a dream, but this was nowhere to be nostalgic about. I could hear a distant howling that could only belong to the Headmaster and, knowing that he was still out for my blood, I began stumbling around blindly to try and find an escape. It was pretty stupid he was out for my blood since I had already given him some, hahaha, but regardless I had to Escape The Void.

After tripping over my own feet for several weeks in the void, I finally saw a small light up ahead. Finding a mere morsel of energy, despite my dehydration, I managed to pick up the pace and run towards the light, an obvious symbol of hope. When I finally reached the light, gravity shifted again and I was suddenly pushing up through the dirt, back in the garden. As I sprouted from the earth like a handsome mole rat, I found myself staring into the bewildered eyes of Cosmic Tomorrow.

I, Obsidian Leviathan, shoved Cosmic Tomorrow away from me and began to frantically search the gardens for my lifelong best friend, Elysium Forging. Cosmic seemed to go into shock, but no matter, I was desperate for the sweet touch of my good friend Elysium Forging. I ran towards her and hugged my good friend.

"Obsidian!" She cried in surprise, returning the hug most tenderly, "I thought you dematerialised!"

“No, I didn’t! I was taken underground by a Headmaster who flipped out on me when I tried to put the moves on him! Classic Headmaster behaviour, huh?”

"Th-the moves on him?" She repeated, tears in her eyes, likely because she was so happy to see me. I was also happy to see her, but I didn’t cry about it.

"We have to get out of here," I said to Elly in a hushed voice. I had made a grave enemy in this place.

As if on cue, the ground behind us cracked open and out rose the Headmaster in all of his glory. He was hot when he was angry, but also extremely dangerous, so I took Elly by the wrist and started to blindly run away from the Headmaster and his leafy head. I heard soft pattering steps beside me and I whipped my head around to see Cosmic Tomorrow trailing Elysium Forging and myself, Obsidian Leviathan.

"I-I want to come with you!" He shouted with nervous assertion in response to me giving him a confused look.

“Never!” I said and his head dropped with disappointment and rejection but he followed me anyway.

Suddenly, Cosmic overtook me and was now running just ahead before stopping short and turning to face me, a look of stressed determination on his face. I also stopped, dragging Elly to a halt beside me. I stared Cosmic down but he was unperturbed.

"I can help you! You have to give me a chance." he said in a whiney voice before turning to face the wall and ripping out a metal panel with intense force that covered it, revealing a once secret passage. I wanted to reject him once again, but the Headmaster was gaining on us and I needed Cosmic out of our way, so I silently nodded and the three of us crawled into the passage. I followed behind Cosmic and Elly and just as I snuck into the passage, I noticed the shadow of the headmaster behind us. He was too huge and muscular and attractive to fit into the passageway, which was a little discouraging for me since I could fit in the passage no problem.

It was dark in the passageway, I could barely see Elly crawling directly in front of me. After an hour of continuous crawling I began to get worried I may actually be alone in this metallic tunnel. Hoping for reassurance, I reached my hand forward to feel for Elly and my hand met something I assumed to be her ass. I immediately jerked my hand back, but it was too late for she had noticed. I heard her brush her hair behind her ear coyly in the dark and I chuckled out an apology and then a compliment on how impressive her ass was (especially compared to my own ): ). I heard Elly blush but didn’t think much of it.

It was another hour before the silence was broken by Cosmic’s shy little voice telling us that we were "here", wherever here was. All of a sudden, I felt myself drop. I landed outside, with Cosmic and Elysium nearby. As my eyes adjusted to the sudden light of the great outdoors, I glanced over to Cosmic who was clutching a huge slab of metal I assumed used to be the floor of the passageway we were just in. Jesus Christ.

We were in a clearing, right beside a massive lake. I could hear the sounds of birds chirping but I noticed I couldn't see any, but regardless, this fresh air was… well, refreshing.

"Is this part of the prison too?" Elly asked, wide eyed, but Cosmic didn't really know how to answer for some reason. I couldn’t tell how I knew, but I was suddenly very aware that we were no longer on S/2003 J 2, our prison moon. I had the same feeling in the Headmasters office, except this lake was less inherently foreboding. This place seemed to exist outside of our original dimension.

I wandered towards the lake, my feeling of foreboding increasing with every step I took. Without thinking I dipped my hand into the water of the lake, and although the water was cool like I had expected, the water felt thicker than most water. It reminded me of saliva which I hoped very earnestly it wasn't. I took a moment, then looked at the reflective surface of the water, but it wasn’t my own reflection I saw staring back at me.

[journeyman-tier-fibercraft]

More stuffed animals for gifts. This time a grey Alpaca. (Yarn | Pattern)

Which I'm already not happy with. This might be the splittest yarn I've ever worked with. I found a cute pattern for a pillow that I was hoping to make with this yarn after I finished the Alpaca but if I continue to hate working with it, I might give the rest away or sell it or something. It sucks. 1.5 stars out of 5. It gets a little bit of credit because I like the colour a lot but it could've been in a yarn that doesn't make me want to rip my hair out.

[omorikisser]

i forgot that people use "MDNI" to mean "minors do not interact" and for the splittest of seconds i thought i found a trans man with "men do not interact" in his bio lmfao

[thenextchapterbegins]

She didn't know why, but she wanted to kiss Alastor, maybe to wipe that grin he held off. Sliding over to Alastor, she poked his cheek and then leaned forward, kissing at his lips. / from cherri

Well that is a great boost of violet that he was not expecting to get this day, especially because of him.

He blinked slightly before pulling away as the smile faltered if only for the splittest of seconds.

"what?"