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one of my favorite bits in lord of the rings is something the movies didn't really try to do because it's entirely internal, but sam's carrying the ring and it starts trying to do its work on him, so he's having these intrusive visions of himself marching at the head of a vast and terrible army, and he just starts laughing because, me? samwise gamgee? sam gamgee the general sam gamgee the dark lord are you for real? man i just want to go home and do some gardening. and the ring gets frustrated and it starts trying to figure out other stuff that would actually tempt sam and it's finally like, okay, but hear me out: imagine if you could have...A REALLY REALLY BIG GARDEN
and then he's like, i don't know that sounds like a lot more work than a regular garden actually. why don't we just get on with finding mister frodo
When the lamb has to shave excess wool, who they ask? And do they do it in a private place? Has it happened that the Lamb was shaving, and Narinder has accidentally entered and saw the lamb shaved?
During the first days of the cult Lamb would constantly breakdown when they weren't busy on crusades, to the point they would rather avoid taking care of the camp and themselves.
Narinder would get very jealous if he knew Cerva has always helped them with shearing.
Yippie different hairstyles Lamb
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“I turned out fine,” she says, staring so far off into space that you can see andromeda reflected in her eyes
A trans woman will say “I’ve made peace with it” while clutching a stuffed animal so tightly that it begins to come apart at the seams
Say it with me, everyone! Understanding logically why you’re experiencing a feeling is not the same as actually processing that feeling!
Healing isn’t forgetting. Recovering isn’t putting something away and never looking at it again. Moving on is a process that includes backslides and relapses instead of demonizing them.
a tiny old woman came into the deli and ordered a “wonderful turkey sandwich” and when asked what she wanted on the sandwich other than turkey she said “all of your most wonderful toppings”
Overly-detailed Wander redesign just cuz
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Holy smokes that's fascinating!
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Hello, I’m Grim. I need 415 USD for Vet lab work.
Storms thiroid levels are EIGHT TIMES too high and I need to take her back to the vet in a month, sooner if she takes a turn. We’ve doubled her thyroid medication, and I have to take her in by the second week of May at the latest to see if this helped and do an Xray to try and rule out any potential cancer due to the level being so high while she’s on medication. I’m monitoring her quality of life at this point, not quantity after today’s information.
I stream on Twitch, I eat spicy, sour and “gross” food for money. If you don’t feel comfortable giving for nothing, please attach your twitch name to your donation method and I’ll give you your punishment wheel tickets, redeemable anytime you are in stream. 100$ donations or more have the choice of 20(+) spins or a ghost pepper gummy. Dm me here for tarots readings min 10$ donation gets 3 card spread.
V3mmo p4yp4l C4sh4pp Throne instead of Amazon wishlist cat tax, personal note, talk of pet death, and proof below the read more.
200$/415!
I appreciate everyone’s help SO much, please check the notes where two people have confirmed I’m Storm’s human. side note, I added some food and snacks to my throne for her if you’d rather send items than money, she’s ravenous the poor thing, she has enough but it would definitely help out.
My new streaming schedule is Thursday Friday and Saturday 12am to 2am PST. I’m playing Civilization 6.
327/415!
I think a lot of writers might benefit from giving themselves permission to get weird with format.
Use second person, drop classic rising action and climax format, write backwards, just sit in a moment, tell all you want and refuse to show, make an entire book that’s just one run on sentence, reject tropes, use all tropes, cliche yourself to death, produce something that’s completely gibberish. Break all the rules of marketability. Become ungovernable.
Write a story that just takes place inside one pathetic little person’s head. Do it. It’s enrichment in your enclosure.
Do the writer’s equivalent of playing with finger paints. Do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it
It’s the middle of the night and I should be sleeping but listen. Listen. Just get weird with it. Open your soul up a little bit. Like actually don’t worry about it being palatable. I’m serious. Get weirder. Get weirder right now. I’m demanding that you get weirder right now. It’s not your responsibility to make your reader feel good. It’s your job to make art, goddamnit. Make art. Make weird art. Open up your third eye and eat an entire cheesecake.
Her confidence is up to HERE.
Her face says it all.
“Auntie” is retired WNBA player DR. CHANTEL TREMITIERE. For the record.
Yet another screenshot redraw..
Hater's expression here makes me giggle
To appreciate this story, please understand that my child Bear, aged 9, is nonjudgmental and dreamy, and Mouse - aged 3 - is wildly charming, but above all things requires that OTHER people behave with DECENCY and DECORUM.
Today, Mouse’s principles had been compromised, because (among other things) I had allowed their two-year-old friend to finish eating an apple core that Mouse had not entirely abandoned (violating an ancient rule of chivalry) but when this was pointed out, I hissed privately that we had to let the baby eat the apple, citing some obscure law about ‘hospitality’. I had also asked Mouse to overlook this baby’s other crimes, such as chucking toy cars about, and flagrantly hogging a small balloon.
“That,” mouse says strongly, all propriety outraged, “is NOT sharing!!!”
Earlier in the day, after swimming, when Mouse’s best friend Bess acquired some gummy snacks, Bess did NOT trade them with a favourable exchange rate for Mouse’s generously offered cheese snacks; and one of Mouse’s other good friends, Syndy, has invited them over to play fire engines NEXT week. Attentive minds will instantly notice that this is not THIS week, when Mouse would prefer it to happen.
Syndy furthermore is persisting in having their birthday party in MARCH, not tomorrow - I DO hope you can understand the stress that Mouse is under. Also, Mouse has - in their own opinion- generously offered to forgive these crimes, by kissing and making up; but, although their friends often accept the snog, they continue the crimes. Thus, poor Mouse! The last defender of good manners! A parfait gentil knight! Is reduced to screaming: THIS IS NOT WHAT WE DO. That is TOO MUCH.
(Bess demonstrated being Too Much this morning by uncoupling their car seat and climbing into the boot of a car, and sprinting across a parking lot while their sire howled in anguish; while respecting Bess’s tremendous coolness and defiance, Mouse is the first one to condemn their wild behaviour, and the loudest voice to shriek: “NO BESS YOU ARE BEING TOO MUCH.”)
When Mouse, aged 3, and I came downstairs this evening - I had just had a Mouse-assisted shower- we found that Bear, aged 9, was watching Galaxy Quest with their sire.
Mouse watched with appreciation as a pretty lady on the screen snogged an attractive man. “Oh,” they said, tenderly, delighted.
The kiss deepened. “OH!” Mouse hooted, and coo’ed with approval, as someone who snogs their friends with almost-alarming lack of discrimination - they said, supportively, “oh good! A good kiss.”
The lady produced some tentacles.
“Oh, WHAT?” mouse said, aggrieved by this. “Oh WHAT!!!!”
The lady produced more tentacles, and helpfully dragged the man under.
“THAT IS NOT,” howled a beleaguered Mouse, “HOW WE KISSING.” And they proceeded to shriek in outrage; “NO LADY! That is NOT NICE KISSING! YOU STOP IT!”
The snogging continued. The man disappeared.
“MUMMY,” Mouse shrieked, “MUMMY, LADY NOT NICE KISSING!”
“Er,” i said.
“HIM SAD,” mouse said, feeling tremendously on the side of the gentleman, “THAT IS TOO MUCH.”
“Well, you see, Mousey,” I said, inadequately: “sometimes, some ladies are squids…”
I petered out.
Bear came to the fore. “And some boys,” they declared, with confidence, “are octopuses.”
I like to imagine Mouse's narration was nearly identical to the man's own internal monologue during the struggle.
I really enjoyed WOY!! I've done more doodles than this but idk if I'll end up showing them
Question for the deals warlock - If you are attempting to avoid shaking hands on a deal and your husband grabs your face and shakes it for a deal. Does that count?
Apologies in advance for any ideas we give the deals warlock!
No that's coercion and won't stand up in a court of law 
Consent is deals.
HOUSE RULES
-Consent is deals, you can't make deals for someone by proxy unless they have specifically stated you have the power of attorney to do this
- YOU GOTTA BE PROPERLY LICENSED TO USE APPLIANCES
(Mixer is permitted at age 4, microwave is permitted at age 5, crock pot was permitted at age 3, stove top users can apply for permit with adult supervision at age 6, oven users may apply for permit at age 7. Any unlawful use of appliances with our a license is a breach of deals and will be punished to the full extent of the maw (mom law))
- The Social Contract is an unbreakable and unspoken agreed upon deal that you consent to when you exited your mother alive at birth. Mom and Dad are the keeper of the social contract for your for now, so any questions about it can be brought to their attention. The social contract also dictates that you may not be mean or cruel, you may not enact violence, you may only defend yourself and those who need defended, and you may not be smelly so you do have to take a tubby
- Three Bite Rule is Law: you must take three bites of a new food. Once to get over the fear, once to savor the flavor, and once to see if you actually like it. If after three bites you do not like it Mommy will make you a new safe meal. You may have 5 "it's too icky to do" vetos a quarter, where in you may say "it is too icky to try" and it will be accepted as an automatic pass. If you help make the meal you hereby rescind your right to the "it's too picky" clause.
- the cats are recognized sovereign citizens and I have no jurisdiction over them and neither do you
-above all else you must respect the deals, any deal made and then broken is immediately dissolved and revoked resulting in immediate natural consequences of our actions
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