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JVL
Sweet Seals For You, Always
hello vonnie
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Jules of Nature
Stranger Things

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Discoholic đȘ©
Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever

titsay

oozey mess

Andulka

@theartofmadeline
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Love Begins
Three Goblin Art

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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I adore ushioi
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Wait, you mean to tell me he grew that weird ass hair within the last two years? Wtf? Why is this? How did that even happen? Does he purposely curl and dye those specific parts of hair?
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Like tbqh most of the discourse on this hellsite sounds like this to me:
1) This character stole some bread, they are the literal worst and if you like them you are personally endorsing stealing and are the literal worst.
2) This character stole some bread from my favourite character and DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE REDEEMED
3) This person drew art of this character stealing a loaf of bread and is romanticizing the act of stealing and is making fandom toxic.
4) This person wrote Problematic TM fic in which this character steals MORE LOAVES OF BREAD AND ISNT PUNISHED FOR IT how dare they.
5) Iâm trying to make fandom a non toxic space for all of us so hereâs a list of all the bloggers and artists who have created art which did not directly punish this character for stealing bread and on occasion have drawn them going on to steal more bread. Please donât harass them =uwu=
6) How dare you even think of writing a redemption story for this character who once stole bread.
PSA: known bread theft supporter tumblr user 24601 is now posting under the name medeleine. Their old blog has been deleted. Message me for receipts.
Anyone who sees fic/art of fictional characters stealing bread will start stealing bread too.
If you post fic/art of characters stealing bread, youâre directly responsible for all bread-stealing that ever happened.
Even if Aladdin is a canon bread thief, do NOT make fic/art of Aladdin stealing bread!
YOU ARE EXPOSING MINORS TO DEPICTIONS OF CRIMINAL ACTS. YOU ARE AN ABUSER.
* Youâre allowed to make fic/art of fictional characters stealing bread IF someone once stole a bread from you AND you make a public post telling everyone the size of your loaf. BREAD ROLLS DONâT COUNT, IT MUST BE A WHOLE LOAF OR YOUâRE JUST FAKING.
Writing fanfiction: a story
Getting the idea
I Get writerâs block ten words in.
Push through it
Some More
Finish it, looks at the chapter
Delete the awful chapter
But now I donât have a plan B
Sit down and re-think my life
I need to get this done!
Itâs done!
But now I have to read through it to find mistakes (aka look at it again).
Itâs filled with typos and awful sentences.
Itâs finished, Itâs finished, I canât keep fiddling!
Talking myself into posting it.
And then obsessively tracking every hit, comment or kudos.
truth!!
Things I love a lot: My OCs
Things I also love a lot: My friends' OCs
Donât let me down (AU)
Un humano intentando ayudarle. Ni en mil años de vida Sakakura habrĂa imaginado semejante situaciĂłn. El desagradable, el repugnante, el mestizo Sakakura siendo socorrido por alguien. Que situaciĂłn mĂĄs humillante. No querĂa su ayuda, en realidad, no querĂa la ayuda de nadie. El desafortunado Juzo, el repulsivo producto de dos razas que llevaban años en guerra querĂa demostrarle al mundo que era algo mĂĄs. Y habĂa fracasado estrepitosamente en el intento. AsĂ que morir no habĂa sonado tan mal, morir habĂa parecido la soluciĂłn mĂĄs simple. Entonces⊠¿por quĂ©?
¿Por qué?
ÂżPor quĂ© se sentĂa tan agradecido que querĂa llorar?
âÂżSuerte? TĂș no sabes nada de mi, humano, seguir con vida debe ser mi maldiciĂłn âreplicĂł con algo de dificultadâ. AĂșn estĂĄs a tiempo de arrepentirte de tu decisiĂłn, humano. AĂșn estĂĄs a tiempo de impedir que mi mala suerte te contagie âera casi gracioso ver sus fĂștiles intentos de echar de su lado al Ășnico que, por una vez en su maldita vida se habĂa parado a ayudarle.
Pero por eso mismo.
Sakakura sintiĂł la necesidad de protegerle.
Incluso de si mismo.
Y de su maldita vida.
El dolor fue momentĂĄneo pero intenso. Juzo apretĂł tan fuerte los dientes que le crujiĂł la mandĂbula pero le dio igual. Ni bajo pena de muerte dejarĂa que los encontrasen en aquella situaciĂłnâ. No eres nada delicado, humano âse quejĂł, la risa ahogada por culpa de la sangre se deslizĂł fuera de su garganta. EscupiĂł nuevamente en el pasto. La sangre era oscura y espesa y Juzo se preguntĂł si quizĂĄ no iba a sobrevivir. Si quizĂĄ aquel acto de bondad era lo Ășltimo que sus ojos presenciarĂan. Un acto de misericordia que le regalaba la vida como disculpa por todo lo demĂĄs.
Y guardĂł silencio y volviĂł a apretar los dientes porque sabĂa lo que venĂa y aunque no sabĂa si iba a sobrevivir dejarĂa que el tonto humano lo intentara. AceptarĂa esa muestra de que podrĂa haber tenido una vida mejor si Ă©l tan solo hubiera nacido diferente.
Desde un principio, se tomĂł la libertad de ignorar las despĂłticas palabras que el dragĂłn usaba, con la intenciĂłn de hacerle desistir. Si tanto querĂa morir existĂan maneras mĂĄs dignas de hacerlo; y en todo caso, era incluso probable que le capturaran antes de que exhalara el Ășltimo aliento. AsĂ que, tampoco podĂa permitir que una criatura como Ă©l cayera en manos equivocadas ÂżAcaso no se le ocurriĂł que podrĂan usarlo para causar mayores desastres? O atacar el reino al que pertenecĂa, un riesgo que no iba a dejar al azar. Ya lo habĂa considerado. Por su parte, el no emplearĂa un mĂ©todo tan bajo para llevar a cabo sus acciones, sin embargo, existĂan muchos que sĂ.
â  Si llego a arrepentirme, ese serĂĄ mi problema. â  DeclarĂł con cruda honestidad, sonando altivo. â Ahora, sĂłlo concĂ©ntrate en seguir vivo mientras termino aquĂ. â  Los ojos de aquella criatura no eran los de un ser con ansias de fallecer miserablemente; sĂłlo por eso, puso un gran empeño en ir retirando cada trozo de madera que lastimaba las portentosas alas, cortando los excesos de las astillas mĂĄs grandes antes de extraerlas, siguiendo un procedimiento similar al de la flecha. Para cuando hubo terminado, quizĂĄs habĂa pasado una hora, y las sombras del moribundo atardecer caĂan sobre ellos.
Suspirando, se sentĂł sobre una roca para reposar unos momentos, fijando su mirada en el dragĂłn. La expresiĂłn de su rostro lejos de la lĂĄstima, representaba seguridad, una seria determinaciĂłn.
â  He aplicado un ungĂŒento en cada herida, que evitarĂĄ la infecciĂłn y te ayudarĂĄ a cicatrizar mĂĄs rĂĄpido. â Una vez explicado eso, sacĂł un pañuelo de un bolso de cuero colgado a su cinto, usĂĄndolo para secarse el sudor y limpiar sus manos. â Hay un riachuelo cerca de aquĂ; irĂ© por agua antes de que anochezca⊠â  AĂșn con el cansancio pesando en su cuerpo, su porte erguido prevalecĂa; ni siquiera se retirĂł la capa que portaba sobre los hombros, Ășnicamente se permitiĂł dejar junto a la roca una bolsa donde cargaba algunas provisiones, ya que, sin ese peso extra podrĂa ir y retornar en menos tiempo. Volviendo a ponerse de pie, echĂł un rĂĄpido vistazo a la sangre que Ă©l habĂa estado escupiendo. Si no presentaba dificultades para respirar, estarĂa bien. â  No tardarĂ©.â  Sin mĂĄs, hizo su camino entre los ĂĄrboles, con la intenciĂłn de hacer varias preguntas a la criatura, en cuanto regresara. De todas formas tendrĂa tiempo de sobra, hasta la mañana del siguiente dĂa.
âYou were the most important⊠(For Itachi)  However, he couldnât reveal his true feelings for you.â
Obito to Sasuke
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I will love you forever
by hoshino1000 Under the loverâs umbrella: I and Koro
Yowamushi Pedal: New Generation (S3) PV. Starts January 2017.
Tips That Can Save Your Kidâs Life.
THIS IS IMPORTANTÂ
When I was a child, from the time I was about four and could understand things, my mom told me and my brother that we should have a secret word. That way, if we were ever in trouble or felt unsafe and we didnât want the people around us to know we needed her to come get us, we could let her know. So she let us pick the word and my brother and I chose the phrase âpeanut butter cups.â (Iâm happy to share the phrase now since both my brother and I are adults now).Â
I used the phrase twice in my life. Once, I was at a friends house when I eight years old. Her dad got really drunk and was throwing things against the wall. I was really scared and I didnât want to draw attention to myself on the phone when I called my mom to come get me because I didnât know if he would get more violent if I asked her to come get me. So I called her and was calm and after a couple minutes I asked âHey mommy, did you get me those peanut butter cups from the store?â And she said âIâll be right there.â And she came and got me within minutes.Â
Second, I was a teenager spending the night at a friends house. Her brother and dad were drinking and they started talking about things that made me uncomfortable - ie: what they liked to do to women. My friend didnât seem perturbed and said that was normal for them and that I shouldnât worry. But I was worried because they were really drunk and I was 15 and the only âwomanâ around that wasnât related to them. I went in my friends room, told her I needed to call my mom and say goodnight. Before I hung up with her I asked âNext time we go to the store, can we get some peanut butters cups? Iâve been craving them.â And she came and got me, just like that.Â
Two incidents, one as a young child, one years later as a teen. Donât discredit this stuff, it fucking works. My brother used it a few times too. Let your child pick the word and no never, ever, ever, ever get mad at them for using it no matter what it is.Â
DO NOT SCROLL PAST THAT.
I learned about some of these in elementary school, but there are some new ones here too.
Very important!
I did it for myself.
i donât know who will be husband and who will be wife âŠ