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I dont know if Mei Rothschild(creator of the Brimstone and Roses Webcomic) intended this but-
MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS
and happy New year
on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt
this is your only day to reblog this for a year
i missed my chance last year so this has been in my queue for 364 days
Okay well itâs 2:04am, September 28th, 2017. This is about to be queued for a year. I LITERALLY MISSED IT BY TWO HOURS.
if you dont have me on facebook you are probably not missing out on any posts but the comment section is important too lmao
I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior. I had a real sword with me, too. I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion. Some woman walks by, with her little girl. The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight. But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, âThatâs for boys.â You donât want to be a BOY, do you?â   And the girl looked around and saw me. I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood. So she comes up to me and asks me, âDo you think girls can be fighters, too?â And her mom looks like sheâs silently gloating. Like she thinks Iâm going to say no. So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her. And Iâm like, âMilady, anyone can be a fighter.â I swear, the look on that motherâs face made my day.
This post was good but then it got better
Okay, this is a slight topic diversion, but in response to the above comment. Iâve volunteered at the CT Ren Faire for years now. For the last 5 or so Iâve worked in the game section, and we have a game similar to the above comment called âSmite the Knightâ. Iâve been in the ring before, itâs a ton of fun getting to run around with the kids. The main goal is entertainment. Have a good shtick, keep the crowd engaged, and let the kids have a good time.
In both work and observing, I have learned something about kids. A lot of parents try to get their boys to go fight. Of the young ones that do, they tend to be shy. You get the ones who just swing the boffer swords around with no regard for life, but, mostly, theyâre reserved. Itâs adorable. I mean, theyâre kids.
But the girls. THE GIRLS. Holy crap. I swear, the pinker the dress, the more taffeta and glitterâŠthe more intensity. I remember, the first year I worked there, one girl came in, grabbed the biggest sword she could, and WENT TO TOWN on our knight. Lifted it over head, let out this primal scream and mowed him down. Homeboy is 6âČ2âł, she was FIVE. And once he was in the fetal position (He was fine. It was for show.) on the ground, she stopped, put her foot on his chest, and yelled âI AM A FIERCE PRINCESS!!â. Later in the day when she walked by a couple of us yelled âAh! Itâs the fierce princess!â and she stopped and flexed. It was the best, and I will never forget that girl.
OH MY GOD ITâS BACK YES
This has improved since last I reblogged.
I taught karate for like 5 years, and the girls were always, pound for pound, better than the boys. Even the girls who didnât really want to do it and were only there because their parents made them were better than like 95% of the boys.
I was playing fiddle at a ren faire, and two little girls were really enjoying our set. After quite some time one of them walked up to me and shyly offered me her star tinsel tiara, because she âdidnât have any money. And this protects you from trolls!â I said âThanks, thatâs really sweet â but what about you? Donât you need protection from trolls?â
At which point this six-ish-year-old girl whips out her certificate from the axe throwing booth and says âNah, Iâm fine.â
I still have that tinsel tiara. Itâs draped over my modem. I figure itâll protect me from the most trolls that way.
I am not in the habit of reblogging a post and slapping an âit got betterâ on there BUT I SAY GOTDAMN
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I noticed there isnât one here for Ireland, so
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last time i reblogged this, i got this ask:
so please, please reblog. this could actually save a life.
Check the notes, some people have added hotlines that arenât listed here.
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Mountain: some people are like slinkies
Velrisa: do you wanna explain?
Mountain: useless but increadibly satisfying to watch fall down the stairs
Velrisa: please don't push Taxi down the stairs
terfs do not belong in lgbt safe spaces bc they are a danger to trans ppl
terfs also donât belong in womenâs spaces because they are a danger to trans women
Terfs donât belong
Not to be all âcis women matterâ, but TERFs will also be a danger to cis women who are GNC or look âoffâ to them. This isnât to downplay their threat to trans women, but just saying theyâre a threat to women in general.
TERFS are a threat to women
Terfs block me youâre all fucking disgusting
terfs have also recently (and not so recently) aligned themselves with far-right discourses, racism and fascism, as long as they support their transphobic claims.
terfs are a threat to working class women and non white women.
Write Br'aad getting extra hurt. Think Akar, and Br'aad trying to spend time with Sylnan and Sylnan not opening the door. Introspection during the night.
hhhhhh okay sad times let's roll i didn't really add in akar since i've kinda forgotten literally everything about him --- "Hey, Sylnan?" Br'aads voice quietly echoed down the hallway, as he gently knocked on the door to Sylnan's room. "Sylnan, I know talking is probably the last thing you want right now... but I really need to talk with you, and..." The blond rested his head on the door frame, holding back tears. He still wasn't quite used to Sylnan's... demonic mood swings... and even though he knew the older brother didn't mean it, words hurt. "Please, Sylnan, just open the goddamn door." The door slowly swung open, revealing the other half-elf. He looked terrible, like he hasn't slept, his cloak drawn around him, trying to hide his cursed arm. It didn't work. The veins were pulsing with bright and unnatural shades of purple, creeping their way up his neck and tickling the bottom of his chin and side of his face. It looks a lot like my old purple tattoos. Br'aad notices, the sickening weight of unsettling irony resting in his stomach. "What, Br'aad?" Sylnan's voice carries a hint of annoyance- something Br'aad still isn't quite used to. "I- I just want to talk, okay? You've been so distant and I-" "If you want to talk to someone, go talk to Taxi or Velrisa. You still need to forgive her, don't you?" Sylnan scoffed, muttering the last sentence, before turning and shutting the door, leaving Br'aad standing in the hall, alone. Alone, again. He stood there for a moment. "Br'aad, you okay?" A paw-like hand was set on Br'aad's shoulder, causing Br'aad to look up at his furry friend. "Yeah, I'm fine, Taxi."
It's no beach ep but I'll take it
made some jrwi kandi bracelets bc i am gay and like colorful things
JRWI Spoilers arc 2 episode 9 and 10 :)
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could you imagine if i wrote a fic about Brâaad having nightmares about not being able to save Vel? Like not being able to turn back time so she wouldnât disintegrate. He wakes up shaking, sobbing, and gasping for air. Tears streaming down his face as he shakily gets out of bed to go make sure his friend is okay. Only to find her bed empty, and panic sets in as he starts to hyperventilate. Brâaad then finds her up and writing something down, Vel has to calm him down but she doesnât push what the nightmare was about, she understands not wanting people to know your fears. But Brâaad is still too quiet, hes still shaking as he tries to calm down. So Vel tries something she knows she sucks at, she tries to tell a joke. Its horrible, but its good enough to get Brâaad to crack a smile. And she rolls with it, the jokes getting worse and worse till Brâaad is wheezing and basically forgot why he was up to begin with. And its just really sweet bc their friendship is the cutest fuckin thing,,,
Hahahah thatâd be so weird,,,just imagine
i keep forgetting and the reremembering that teiflings have like sharp chompers
and everytime i remember it again i stop functioning bc my wlw ass overtakes my mind and then all i can think about is velrisa and her sharp ass chompers
the only one who notices is Taxi, and hes use to sharp chompers so its not a big deal
but Vel yawns and the rest of the fated just go into completely anarchy
Mountain is yelling at Vel to fuckin bite him to see if he can take it
Sylnan is fucking terrified and so fuckin confused
and the Brâaad basically just sticks his whole hand into her mouth to touch them
Nordic mythology is so fucked up.Â
This is still one of the ABSOLUTE FUNNIEST POSTS ON THIS SITE
Jackpot
This is getting kind of ridiculous.
There are two five leaves in there somewhereÂ
I lost count
This is the lucky clover bouquet. Reblog for seven days of good luck!
Yâall laugh but I actually end up doing pretty well once I go to work
fuck it, lets luck this shit up.
the head boneâs connected to the neck bone
the neck boneâs connected to the neck bone
the neck boneâs connected to the neck bone
the neck boneâs connected to the neck bone
the neck boneâs connected to the neck bone
the neck boneâs connected to the neck bone
the neck boneâs connected to the neck bone
there are seven cervical vertebrae
Why am I laughing so hard at this.