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Delightful maid Marsha May bounces on thick love stick
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Beautiful girl with nice ass
Lesbian catches girlfriend cheating in tub but fucks her hard anyways
Gay guy and sex play back shot slow Twink Boy Fingered And Fucked
Brutal interracial
Lesbian threeway with Shyla Stylez, London Keyes, and Lexi Love
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A commonly recorded, fairly popular hillbilly song in the 1930s was "What Would You Give In Exchange For Your Soul?" Predictably Christian, it questions the listeners on their priorities: should you be "risking your soul for the things that decay"?
Well, I just found this fantastic title for sale.
I don't even have to listen to know where this is going.
#sniggering at the title alone#I'm not into stereotypes of dislikened family relationships#but this title? this title is funny#the sheer slap-in-the-face shock of reading the last word#thatbanjobusiness#collectors corner#will listen when I get home from work and have Sound Waves Available
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🌜Long see of me, hehe🌛
Edit : WOW GUYS, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 13 NOTES! HOPE YOU LIKED IT AND FEEL FREE TO COMMENT YOUR THOUGHTS/ REACTIONS! I'm still workin' on part 2 so, stay tuneddd! 💕🌬
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(#1) ♠️ When the college's bad boy breaks into your apartment 🌬
Theme: Bad boy, gang-y, quite cold and inconsiderate JK. Straight forward, loyal, hardworking, Reader. (Dk how to describe people lol)
Genre: Gangs, rumours, truth and lies, bullies, mention of abuse, murder, betrayal and insults. ALSO, kinda funny (depends tho lol), loyality, faith and love, backstabbing, gossips. Mention of a notorious serial killer.
Disclaimer: This fanfiction doesn't have any intended connections to the real characters, nor portray their real personalities, nor have anything that contributes to their reality. It's purely for entertaining purposes. Please, don't take anything at heart. It's mere imagination.
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"Y/N, right? Yup, exactly how you were described." Well, how am I supposed to take this? I know, my so-called brother, Daryl made sure that I sound like an alien off straight from Mars.
"Probably less worse." I say, rolling my eyes as she lets out a chuckle. "I'm Mia Vlademir." She extends her hand as I take it shaking lightly. "Y/N Robins."
She scans her eyes up and down at my casual t-shirt and denim jeans with a pair of puma sneakers. "You look typical..? I'm not sure if you've seen those pairs of high heels, real short shorts, miniskirts or exoposingly above-knee dresses." I give her a look which makes her let out a nervous laugh, shaking her head.
"No, I'm not judging anyone. I'm just talking about you. I'm not so extra myself." I nod my head, hinting with my disinterest for her to change the discussion. She takes my hand, walking into the enterance gates.
My eyes scan the campus around. Quite decent, not as gloomy as I thought. I haven't seen it in real 'cause my interview was online and Daryl finished all the admission procedures until I'm done with my moving out mess.
"Your HOT brother has said couple things about you, including : awfully straight forward, sarcastic and intolreant." Yup, of course, what else have I expected HIM to say?
"Nonsense intolreant, pardon." She chuckles, nodding. "Well, if you're so, then I've got some people warnings to establish with you." I stay silent, listening to her 'warnings'.
"So, there's that squad : Ruby Cullens, the head of it, with her on-off boyfriend Taylor Williams, her so-called bestfriend Tiara Grahams which's the head of dancers." Well, so high school-ey. "On-off? Why, a transistor?" She gives me a look of confusion. Worst thing in joking is having to explain it, ugh.
"BECAUSE a transistor gives on-off signals to the computer which's interpretted as zero's and one's." Mia gives me an eye roll, licking her lips to continue.
"Don't get involved with them or comment on anything they do. A week or so, you'll find Ruby turning the whole college into a funeral for a 'break-up' with Taylor." I nod, telling her I understand what she says.
"But, there's someone more probelmatic than them..."
"Yeah, give me something more than a squad of brats and bullies." I say, rolling my eyes, looking over at the campus around.
I see a group of three, entering the campus as if they're Gigi Hadid on a runway. Well, all apologies to Gigi Hadid for such a metaphor. Students clear their path in some sort of acquired respect. I can't help, but feel my nose scrunch up in dislikening.
That Taylor catches my stare, leaning in to a girl with a red-dyed hair making her look over at me, arching an eyebrow. She mutters something which I can lip-read it as 'bitch'.
"Y/N, 20 seconds pass on my freaking warnings and you get the three of them staring at you like a bunch of predators!"
Before I protest to Mia's unnecessary fear, I notice them approaching.
"Oh, crap! That's Ruby. We're done."
The red-haired walks down the hall until she reaches mine and Mia's spot.
Her heels click on the marble floor as she chews on her gum, eyeing me up and down in...disgust? She's wearing tons of makeup that I can't even imagine her natural features.
She tilts her head to the side, folding her arms to her chest. "You must be a newbie to stare like that, right?" I look at Mia who's practically clutching on my back as I feel her breath quickening in panic. I prefer not to answer that high-pitched voice that if it got louder, it'll gives ringing ears for a week.
"Haven't I asked you, bitch?!" Unfortunately, her voice raised. She catches Mia behind me, smirking evilly. "Oh, little Mia, shouldn't you have told newbie about us? And how much of a pretty UNbruised copy you're of your sister?" What? Wait, what? What did she just say?
"You, too, newbie, I hope you won't be a bruised copy of your siblings."
"21st century is disappointing nowadays, you know? People take pride into violence and bullying. I don't know what they're lacking in themselves to hide by being like that, do you?"
I say, making it quite clear that I'm not buying the cuss-and-scare show this girl is all about. The Ruby balls her fists, approaching slowly, "You dumb f*cking sl*t!"
I take Mia's hand and start taking side steps, protecting our backs to the wall, hopping like two bunnies. Yes, I'm scared that she'd beat us both up, but that doesn't mean that I'll back off and keep my mouth shut about this whole crap going on.
"YOU BOTH ARE FUCKED!" She yells at the top of her lungs as I quicken my steps along with Mia, until we reach an office's door.
Ruby lifts her hand, ready to slap when...
"MS. MCADAMS! Good morning , Ma'am." We burst in, almost landing on the floor with our fronts, immediately standing uprightly in respect. The dean eyes us both, lowering her glasses down her nose bridge alittle. "Can I help you, girls?" She asks, exchanging glances at both of us.
"Yeah, yeah, we just wanted to ask if it's okay to make little changes in our courses schedule." I say, glancing at Mia who's lowkey shaking. "Yeah, just the lectures' timings not the courses themselves, right?" I nod.
"Write your names with your IDs here. Register on the university's website online. It'll be avaliable between 5 to 10 in the evening." I thank her, writing my name on the handed paper, passing the pen to Mia as she writes her name and ID, too. We hand her the paper as she nods as a sign for us to leave.
Though, I wanted to review my schedule and now going to make it compaitable with Mia. I'm not primarily here for this; I've to inform the dean about Ruby and her squad.
"Well, ladies, you may excuse yourselves." Mia looks at my standing figure while I'm arranging what I'm about to say.
"Ms. McAdams, I want to inform you about something real urgent." She looks at me focusingly, completely taking off her glasses.
"Ruby Cullens and her squad, Taylor Williams and Tiara Grahams are bullies, of verbal and physical incidents. They cause absolute unnecessary fear for the students. Five minutes before we're here, she threatened us and was extremely disrespectful, calling us names," I pause, observing the dean's expression. I find her, willingly, listening making me go on.
"I don't really get why students aren't speaking about that, even though they've the complete right to report her doings and cause her a serious charge for that. Fear of their so-called 'established authorization' and 'powerful parents' whatsoever, should never be a hinder for a serious issue. If no one reported her before, I'm joyfully presenting as the first reporting her, ma'am. I hope someone would acknowledge this problem."
The dean gives me a smile with tilted head.
"Thanks Y/N. I'm definitely passing this to the main supervision and put an end to the proble they're causing." I nod, thanking her as we leave the office.
I walk beside Mia who's awfully silent, checking the lecture halls' numbers for our nearly starting lecture.
"Well, if you're so brave, then fear Jeon JungKook. Challenge him, for that he'd give you a free ticket straight to hell and 99% is that it's a one-way ticket. Reporting him to the dean, president, anyone, that'd be a chocolate cookie for him. I hope you never encounter him." Mia says emotionlessly looking straight on her path.
The way she's described this JungKook scared me alittle.
"He's our age?" I ask, seemingly indifferent.
"No, he's in his third year. A mafia, 100% fuckboy, ruthless, dirty-mouthed, a rumour say that he killed his father, owns a gun and miraculously, a straight A student. Girls for him are sex toys, he always sexualizes us. Look into his eagle eyes, you either see mischief, devilshness or even death dancing in them. If I've to hate anyone till the rest of my life, I'd hate him."
Well, she isn't lying at that point 'cause she's talking about him with so much resentment.
"Anyways, is your conservative ass up to a party this weekend?" She asks as we settle next to each other in the first bench. "Well, it depends on the purpose of that party." She rolls her eyes, sighing.
"A welcome to the academic year party. Everyone will be there. Will be held at Taehyung's mansion. He's one of JungKook's besties and the closest, so don't get involved with him, too." I nod, taking out my books.
"I'll be there. Let's see what kind of people do we have in this college." I say in not so much interest. "You ain't a big fan of parties, are you?" She asks, chuckling.
"Not a fan of alcohol and its consequences. People gettin' drunk, say and do stuff in absolute absence of mind and common sense, whether embarrass or expose themselves with, and mornings' regrets and hangovers,"
Mia was about to say something when I continue my apparently roast to nowadays' concept of parties.
"Or the dancing part, when two complete strangers shamelsssly grind on each other and dance 'sexily', worse, end up in some sort of a meaningless, merely lustful hook up. Nah uh, not my cup of tea."
Mia stares at me, eyes slightly wide and furrowed eyebrows. "Are you THAT trauamtized from parties?" I roll my eyes, shaking my head no.
"Daryl is a hell of a party person. Unfortunately, he managed to involve me in most of these parties, so I practically saw everything."
She nods, giggling as the professor steps into the hall. We both direct our focus on him with silence dominating the atmosphere.
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The week flew by, with tons of lectures, assignments, computer science concepts swirling around our heads. Simply, hectic, confusing and intentionally proving our stupidity.
Not to mention, the weekend arrived and now, I'm at the 'party.'
Which I shall mention, not my thing at all. Lowkey regretting coming here, y'all.
"Casual pants, a black hoodie, free hair, make-up free face, at a party? SERIOUSLY, Y/N?!"
Ignore Mia.
We're here at the Taehyung's mansion, everyone is already drinking and dancing with an extremely nasty and disgusting song on, which I unfortunately recognize as Jvla - Such a Whore song. Ew, for real, I'm uncontrollably disgusted and cringing over all of this crap, going on.
"I want to go home away from all of this crap!" I snap loudly at Mia who gives me a "Are you nuts?" look. "Y/N, you're 10 minutes into this and already snapping?" I tsk as I walk over to a cornered couch away from the smells, the dirty talk, and just all of this.
I swear to God if someone of those bastards thought of approaching me, I'll flip them up.
"Hey, shawty."
Now, here we go.
"GET THE HECK AWAY FROM ME, YOU PIECE OF DRUNK, SHAMELESS CRAP!"
I yell as he backs off, seriously startled at my blow up. I'm holding my tongue away from polluting it with some real bad swears that suit this bunch of embarrassing humans.
Some seems to have noticed my blow up as an asian guy with black hair long to his nape and a boxy, flirtious smile walks up to my direction.
"Shit! Shit, Y/N! You got Taehyung approaching!" Mia panicks for the nth time, seeing that dude approaching us.
"Well, hello, beauty. Someone is pretty salty about the party, huh." I shoot him an up-and-down look, arching an annoyed eyebrow.
I'mma throw hands, right here, right now.
"Yo, listen here, party brat, I'm here to see what kinda humans I associated myself with by joining this damned college. So, if your blown-down head has given you the enough audacity to even IMAGINE that I'mma get myself drollin' over your aura or whatsoever, then go bang your head in the nearest wall. Now this talk of mine implies a serious sign of....BACK THE HELL OFF!"
The Taehyung straightens his posture, scanning me with a surprised look. What, he hasn't gotten used to girls rejecting him.
"Wow, I like this one." I hear him, whispering to himself as he smirks. "But, nah, not my type. I know someone who suits you prefectly." He whistles sharply, apparently to somone especially.
A whistle responds back as a tall, all black-dressed, black hair brushed to the sides (the hair style up there), eagle eyes, rosey lips, ringed, with a mole underneath, arched left eyebrow and a smirk which satan would be jealous of.
I realize that this the warned-about Jeon.
"JK, I've got you a cake. A cake which comes once in a blue moon." He says, eyeing me up and down in a way that disgust me even more. I tsk again, rolling my eyes, seriously annoyed.
The Jeon eyes me like a predator with a wider smirk, rolling his tongue on his lip ring, chuckling darkly.
"Y/N, Y/N, oh my God, Y/N." Mia panicks for real as she stands up, taking quick steps afar from the couch.
That coward!
"Hmm, such a fiesty, huh? What got you screaming around, non-nakedly?" My eyes widen at his offending question. Do these guys know nothing but sexual crap?!
I stand up abruptly, backing away from his face which was a few inches away from mine.
"Sense of dignity and respect! Not like y'all, senseless, offensive and notorious!" I answer back, balling my fists in extreme distress. He raises his eyebrows sarcastically, chuckling again.
"It's been awhile since I've come across this hard-to-get play. Mostly, it was hard-to-rid-off. But, oh, I will to play along. C'mon, cinamonn roll, show me your sexiness." I bite my lower lip even harder, almost bruising it, as I tilt my head in anger.
"Hard-to-get, huh? For what purpose, I wonder? Fancy you?! Tsk, too bad I'm not into crap that everybody knows how it tastes!" I snap much louder, for him to hear each bite I attack him with.
Music dies down as everyone stays still and stiff, watching the quarrel going on. I'm beyond furious and I'm ready to humiliate, blind of all his dignitiy and feelings.
He stays silent, eyes turning from playful to dark and angry.
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?!" He immediately grabs my hair into his fist as I yelp, holding onto his hand, digging my nails into them.
"I'm talking to someome who's gonna die alone, have people gloating over his death, and even spit on his grave! I'm talking to someone who people would be happy for his death as much as Ted Bundy's!" I yell with even more fury, struggling under his grip.
A gasp leaves some mouths as he looks down at me in kind of a shock. I, myself, am kinda surprised. I do bite back, but not this furious, not this harsh. But, the horrible stories going around him and his friends being told make me develop that attacking mode towards them. I don't want to end up dead, my reputation ruined, or as they call 'one of their countless bitches.'
"You're fucking dead, bitch!" He murmurs in a tone that sent a chill down my spine. I keep struggling with my moves making him tighten his grip on my hair.
"You know what? I had the smallest bit of pathetic hope that y'all would be 1% better than described, but guess what? You're freaking worse! Laying your hands on a girl for rejecting your offensive approaches, how gentleman!" I add, not able to control the words in my head.
Yes, I did, I did hope its rumours, but didn't expect them to be any much better. My brother suffered from false rumours, so I was ready to defend them if they were any good, but can't help, but feel disappointed.
Surprisingly, he lets go of my hair as I straighten up, backing away hurriedly. I look at him, questioning his silence. I thought he'd blow up even more, but he's staring at me in a way I can't explain. He looks....
Disappointed? Ashamed?
No, no, someone like him would never.
But, who am I to judge that much? I don't even know him.
But, yeah people's sayings, Y/N!
No, people lies much, Y/N, you witnessed that.
Now, my head is full contradictions, questions and confusion.
I feel bad for what I said 'cause after all I'm in no place to humiliate someone like that. And let's think in his shoes, now his so-scary aura is quite bruised from what I've done, especially that he didn't harm me much. Yes, he pulled my hair, yelled and all, but still not the violent reaction some might have expected out of him.
"Y/N, please. Let's just go! Please." Mia pleads whispering, behind me while I'm staring at Jeon. But, something is holding me from moving. There's no way I hurt his feelings that much, right? I don't regret standing up for myself, but did I overreact?
"Y/N! Let's just GO!" Mia raises her voice, growing more anxious. His silence is scaring everyone, but I'm reading it differently.
"Learn to respect, to be respected. If it wasn't for your reputation and earlier approach, I wouldn't have said anything." I say those last words quietly, more like I'm blaming him and turn around leaving the place.
"Party dismissed." I hear in the background Taehyung's voice in the mic as we reach down the street.
I stop a taxi, getting me and Mia inside as I tell him the directions to Mia's dormitory which happens for my apartment to be 15 minutes away from it.
"You...you faced JungKook that way. You said all of that to JungKook. Y/N, you're fucking nuts. He's gonna end you, there's no way he's leaving any of us alone. He might use me as a bait to just pressure on you. My life was fucked up enough, I didn't need YOU to get me involved with these people because you had to act like a hero!"
She blames me angerily as I look over at her.
"Listen, if you choose cowardness and fear to avoid your problems, then let them grow even stronger and swallow you whole." I say in gritted teeth, turning my face to the window.
10 minutes pass slowly as I see the dorm in sight. Mia storms out of the taxi, looking at me.
"Don't ever think of befriending me, okay?! You're trouble and I don't need shit!" She shoots me a middle finger and turns to run up the stairs to the building.
"Go straight to the end of the street, take the U-turn and turn right afterwards, please. I'll pay for both rides." The driver nods as he drives off to the direction.
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A month has passed by, peacefully. Never encountered JungKook or his besties, but they were attending their lectures, labs and all. Heard about their attendance from students whispering about them. No particular scandals, no drama except for Ruby's and her squad.
For me and Mia, it's just cold stone, she made it into the absolute obvious that she wants nothing to do with me. I've known couple others, who recognized me from the party. I tried to verify some of the stories told about JungKook, specifically, but turns out that no one does really know anything for sure.
That makes me question all the things mostly Mia said about JungKook. She spoke about him with so much certainity that I believed her instantly. Now, I doubt everything and regret what I said in the party, especially, that he didn't come at me or hurt me or use her as a bait or anything from whatsoever she said.
I close my notebook, putting it to the bedside, grabbing my phone to turn on the alarms for me to wake up early for studying as it's exams' seasons.
I switch off the lights, sliding open the window enjoying the cold breeze, putting on my socks. I lay on my bed, pulling my blanket to my chin, closing my eyes.
JungKook has occupied alot of my mind's space and I don't even know if my overthinking getting me anywhere. If I ever get to meet him again, I'll try to resolve the incident 'cause I, yes, stand up for myself, but hate hurting people's feelings and what makes me think that he's worth a resolution is the look he gave me back there. His silence, his eyes, it's like his anger had vanished, pulling the curtains open to something deeper inside him.
Or am I dramatizing this much?
I don't even know anymore.
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Einmal bitte disliken das ist Einer der mich betrogen hat ich war eigentlich Tails aber wurde Last Minute ohne mich zu informieren umbesetzt
Please dislike, this is someone who cheated on me, I was actually Tails here but was recasted Last Minute without being informed by the creator
No me gusta, esta es alguien que me engañó, en realidad era Tails aquí, pero fui refundido Last Minute sin que el creador me informara.
Nelíbí se mi, je to někdo, kdo mě podvedl, ve skutečnosti jsem zde byl Tails, ale byl jsem přeobsazen na poslední chvíli, aniž by mě o tom informoval tvůrce.
嫌がってください、これは私を騙した人です、私は実際にはここにいるテイルスでしたが、作成者に通知されずに直前にリキャストされました
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Der Zwang zur Freiwilligkeit
Manova: »„Es ist zu glauben ...“, eröffnete der ehemalige Präfekt der katholischen Glaubenskongregation, Josef Ratzinger, ein offizielles Pamphlet aus dem Jahr 2001. Ist es denn zu glauben? Kann man Werthaltungen, die derart innerlich, derart persönlich sind, einfach anbefehlen? Auf dem politischen Feld müssen wir derzeit bestimmte Menschen und Länder mögen. „Unsere US-amerikanischen Verbündeten“ zum Beispiel. Oder Wolodymyr Selenskyj, der unser aller Freiheit am Donbass verteidigt, dabei tapfer das Blut seiner Bürger vergießend. Ebenso gibt es Personen und Länder, bei denen quasi eine Pflicht besteht, sie zu disliken. Ihnen gegenüber gilt eine Politik des abwärts gerichteten Daumens. China gehört zu denjenigen, die unbedingt zu missbilligen sind, möchte man mit seinem Staat und der Bevölkerungsmehrheit in trautem Einklang leben — und wer möchte das nicht? Der Autor vermittelt in seinen launigen Betrachtungen über freiwillig und unfreiwillig gehegte Gefühle auch ein paar Erkenntnisse über China, Taiwan und die merkwürdig zwiegespaltene Haltung des Westens zu beiden. http://dlvr.it/SqPzvp «
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Ich bin 100 Prozent ehrlich. Ich hab und fühle diesen Charakter imme rnoch nicht. ich war sooo vom Artstyle ihres Models abgeturnt, dass es mich schon irritierte, weil dieses realistische 3D Model hat weird aussieht und mit sowas hab ich nicht wirklich was zu tun.
Ich geben auch zu, dass ich das echt schade finde, WEIl ich halt nichts disliken will und sehe so viele, die diesen Charakter toll finden, während ich den Artstyle echt kacke finde.
Und das änderte sich nach paar maligen schauen auch nicht. ich find ihr Design und sie süß, und sie hat halt mehr als die anderen Charaktere und so, aber dieser Artstyle, meine Güte. Und NATÜRLICH finde ich keinen anderen im Internet, der das auch nicht mag. Das ist so anime generisch. Wenn ich das Leuten auf offener Straße zeigen, würden die direkt an Anime denken.
Ich find das Fanart nice, muss aber ihr 2D Artwork sehen. IONO ES TU MIR LEID.
Aber sowas kann ich nicht vorttäuschen.
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Kritische kijkers
Leerlingen kijken naar een uitleg filmpje van mij tijdens de les. De rest is aan de slag met de opdrachten.
Leerling I. (14 jaar): Ik heb mij op u geabonneerd.
Leerling T. (14 jaar): U heeft een hond hè? Ik hoor hem op lopen op de achtergrond.
Leerling F. (14 jaar): Heeft u huisdieren? Ik hoor iets.
Ik: Klopt, daarom ben ik gestopt met mijzelf ook te filmen. Mijn katten liepen steeds voor de camera langs.
Leerling F.: Dat is juist leuk!
Leerling F. drukt heel snel op pauze: WOW! U praat echt veel te snel. Zo snel kan ik niet schrijven!
En even later roept F.: OMG! Dit filmpje duurt echt lang, ik wist niet dat dit de langste zes minuten van mijn leven ging worden. Ik doe al het hele uur over dit filmpje!
Leerling T.: Ja! En u mag ook wel wat enthousiaster praten! (doet mij na)
Ik: Ik praat expres zo, dan kan je mij goed verstaan.
Leerling D. (14 jaar): Maar dan kan het wel wat enthousiaster, alsof u het leuk vindt.
Ik: Weet je hoe ongemakkelijk het is om enthousiast tegen je laptop te praten?
Leerling D.: Nou en, vloggers doen het toch ook?!
Ik: Ik ben toch geen vlogger?
Leerling J. (14 jaar): Hoeveel abonnees heeft u, verdient u hier al wat leuks mee?
Leerling T.: Dus volgende keer met uw hoofd en enthousiaster praten, anders disliken we hoor!
#abonnees#blog#dialoog#dislike#disliken#docent#enhousiaster#filmpje#gesprek#hond#instructiefilmpje#instructievideo#katten#kijkers#kritisch#laptop#leerling#lvnslssn#onderwijs#ongemakkelijk#vloggers#youtube
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Dany is becoming the next mad Queen. Srsly fuck you.
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don’t you love when you and your friends have an mutual disliken to someone
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Sally headcanons?
Right on it, fam!
Sally Headcanons
I can see Sally standing at four foot five (4'5"), maybe four foot six (4'6")
She's a nice girl, on and off missions. She cares about her fellow Proxies dearly.
Sally has picked up a few curse words from Jeff, BEN, and a few other Pastas.
Every once in a while, a curse word will slip from her mouth on accident. She doesn't know it's a bad word until one of the more mature Pastas point it out.
Splendor and Sally get along fairly well, while the petite girl hates Offender with a passion.
Sally also has a strong dislikening to LJ.
Sally looks up to Slender and Splendor as father figures in her life. She will ask them to tell her bedtime stories or to play with her.
EJ, Toby and Jane are like sibling figures to Sally.
Masky is kind of like some sort of male authority figure to Sally.
When she's bored, Sally will go and play with either Smile Dog or Seed Eater.
It's a dream of Sally's to go to the circus, even if she can't.
One time, the Proxies tried to put on some sort of circus for Sally.
How did that turn out?
Not really well. Toby was making animals sounds, Smile Dog and Seed Eater were running around, and it just turned into chaos.
Sally loved it though and even said this was even better than an actual circus.
I headcanon that Sally still believes in Santa and the Easter Bunny.
You bet that most of the Pastas tried to make each holiday Sally believedin a magical one for the girl.
Sally likes Pokemon. Her favorites are Eevee and Sylveon
And... That's all I have for the child! I hope you liked it!!
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Bürgertagswahl 2021 – auf geht's!
Selbst aktiv die Politik mitgestalten
Der Wunsch nach direkter Demokratie ist nicht mehr zu überhören, sei es bei Abstimmung21, bei Mehr Demokratie, der Volksabstimmung von Unsere Verfassung e.V., um das Grundgesetz zur Verfassung zu erheben, oder den vielen Volksbegehren und Volksabstimmungen in den einzelnen Bundesländern, wie "Deutsche Wohnen und Co enteignen!".
Auch Aufstehen ruft zu einer Bürgertagswahl 2021 auf. Dazu schreiben sie uns:
Zum Start unserer Sammlungsbewegung vor zweieinhalb Jahren sagte Sahra Wagenknecht: „Was wir in Deutschland erleben, ist eine handfeste Krise der Demokratie“. Heute, im März 2021, gilt dieser Satz mehr denn je. Die gesellschaftlichen Mehrheiten für eine soziale und friedliche Politik sind ungebrochen, doch die politischen Institutionen spiegeln sie nicht wider.
Wir nehmen das nicht länger hin! Wir wollen die Politik zu den Menschen und die Menschen in die Politik bringen, die Demokratie erneuern und Druck auf die Parteien ausüben. Diese Gründungsziele von Aufstehen sind brennender denn je – lasst uns nun gemeinsam durchstarten und die Politik in diesem Land in unsere Hände nehmen!
Aufstehen begleitet dieses besondere Jahr mit einer besonderen Kampagne: Alle sind aufgerufen, die Bundestagswahl zur Bürgertagswahl zu machen! Wir wollen gemeinsam 21 basisdemokratisch abgestimmte Forderungen für das Jahr 2021 stellen. Forderungen die in der kommenden Legislaturperiode umgesetzt oder zumindest angestoßen werden können, Forderungen die uns Bürgern tatsächlich wichtig sind, die es wagen, Politik visionär zu verändern.
Auf der digitalen Plattform Consul kann jeder Vorschläge einreichen und diskutieren. Am Ende wird abgestimmt, welches unsere 21 wichtigsten Forderungen für 2021 an die Politik sind. Das Besondere an der Bürgertagswahl ist, dass wirklich jeder sich einbringen und direkt-demokratisch abstimmen kann. So entsteht mit unseren Forderungen ein Katalog der Themen, die den Bürgern wirklich unter den Nägeln brennen. Solche digitalen Abstimmungsprozesse sind in Deutschland noch kaum genutzt. Wir wollen damit neue Wege basisdemokratischer Beteiligung gehen.
Was kommt als nächstes? Wir werden nun gemeinsam mehrere Stufen durchlaufen:
Tausche dich aus!
Als erstes kannst Du Dich über Themen informieren, die Dich bewegen, und diese sachlich diskutieren. Du kannst in bereits laufende Diskussionen einsteigen und kommentieren oder selbst neue starten, liken und disliken. Begleitend werden digital und hoffentlich bald auch wieder analog Informations- und Diskussionsveranstaltungen zu Themenbereichen stattfinden.
Mach Vorschläge!
Jeder kann die Forderungen einbringen, die ihm besonders wichtig sind. Wir sammeln konkrete Forderungen, die für Fortschritte stehen, hinter die niemand mehr zurück kann und die Weichen stellen für eine gerechte, friedliche und nachhaltige Zukunft. In dieser ersten Phase von März bis Mai sammeln wir 50 Forderungsvorschläge mit der höchsten Zustimmung.
Stimme ab!
Ab Juni treten wir in die entscheidende Phase ein. Die 50 Forderungsvorschläge werden zur Abstimmung gestellt. Die 21 Forderungen, die dabei am Ende die größte Zustimmung und Wichtigkeit für Euch haben, werden unseren Bürgertagswahl-2021-Katalog bilden.
Wie geht es danach weiter?
Mit Euren 21 wichtigsten Forderungen werden wir durch kreative Aktionen und Mini-Kampagnen in den Bundestagswahlkampf eingreifen und den Politikern etwas Feuer unter dem Allerwertesten machen!
Wir wollen zeigen: Es geht nur mit uns, nicht gegen uns! Und wir sind viele!
Wir freuen uns auf Dich!
Dein Team vom Trägerverein
Mehr dazu bei https://aufstehen.de
Link zu dieser Seite: https://www.aktion-freiheitstattangst.org/de/articles/7591-20210329-buergertagswahl-2021-–-auf-gehts.htm
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@gallowking || Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse on:
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | no Favorite thing about them:
“Sanson-san is very kind. His aura is something very comforting and I like that so much. And even though I don’t know much about him yet, I feel like I know him already. He is very gentle and I think that is what I like about him the most. And I am grateful I have known him and are friends with him.”
Least favorite thing about them:
The question made her ponder for a while. She was clueless about Sanson. Of course, she wouldn’t be sure if there is a side of him that she should be scared about, but for now, she couldn’t think of anything she disliked about him. He is pleasant to be around with and she couldn’t imagine him doing anything bad. At least for now. “I don’t see anything dislikening about Sanson-san... At least for now.”
#gallowking#( meme answered. )#( answered ask. )#AMMY I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME A WHILE TO GET TO THIS. I still love you and sanson! ♥
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I wanted to write
About you
About this
About us
But I didn't know what this is
What is us
What are we doing
You said let us not rush things
Let's take our time
But I can't tell you that I'm afraid
I'm afraid that if we take too much time
You'll end up dislikening me
I'll end up hearing sorry from you
You're sorry that things didn't work out
You're sorry that you have to leave me hanging
Ohhhhhh! I got tons of negative thoughts
But I know you don't want me to think this way
So I'm hiding them underneath my sheets
I want to believe that this will work out
That we'll work out
We'll be happy
We will last
If I just stick to these happy thoughts
We might have a chance to a happy ending
So I'll make these happy thoughts prosper
Hoping we'll end up together
- B
09.12.2020
UPDATE:
POTTACAH! DI PA MAN TAYO NAGKA LABEL, PINAGPALIT MO NA KO HAHAHA
- B
02.11.2021
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Juhu, Freunde der Musik 😘...... seit langen gibt es die Spielshow Genial oder Daneben unter www.radiorotw.de ...... Modi SnowFingers stellt Euch Musik vor, was Ihr mit GENIAL in den Auto DJ wünscht 😉Wenn Ihr die Songs im Auto DJ hört, könnt ihr diese auch Liken oder Disliken ..... Dislike und Genial, werden dann Sonntags ausgetauscht 😝 Also, reinhören und mitmachen 😘😘😘
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Just wanted to say thanks
Just wanted to say thanks
Hey Oranges,
I just wanted to say I love your videos and have rewatched them an unhealthy number of times. I guess its because I spent my whole childhood waiting for a compelling Bionicle video that captured the tone and feel of the Mata Nui Online games, but they never came. Your music choices are impeccable, I’ve looked up every song you included in your credits video and have downloaded most of them. I was disappointed when I couldn’t find the one that you used at the end of RB 3 part 5 (the one where Tahu agrees with Kopaka that “The future does look bright”). That music was the perfect choice to end part 5 and I’d really love to listen to it in its entirety. My thoughts are kind of rambling because I am short on time, but I’ve been wanting to say something for a while…so here it is. Thanks again.
P.S. Because of your series, I bought a Good Guy 2008 off of eBay and changed my Minecraft skin to Perditus.
http://suddenlyoranges.tumblr.com/post/115633356590/reviving-bionicle-25-the-dislikening-a-long
thanks my dude. it’s just a nice little bionicle show for bionicle fans. sorry for the wait on new stuff, im actually starting to become more productive lately so that’s a plus
the music I used during the kopaka/tahu convo was actually a small song I made on my iphone around february of 2015. It was the first real cohesive track I made. I believe that scene and music was one of the first things I really cemented for rb 3. I still go back and listen to it because it reminds me of the really weird feelings I was having for my last high school semester. Lotta emotions there.
If you want the full version it’s still on my dropbox. I think I’ve improved my music skills a lot over the past 2 years, and most of rb 4 is going to have an original score. (which heavily uses other bionicle music lol)
anyway, thanks again
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Josephine Jackson (nee McDonnell, 1823-1900)
Born Josephine McDonnell in 1823, she was the third of the local greengrocer’s five children and eldest daughter. Given his profession, her father tended to work closely with Mr Jackson from the nearby farm. As she got older and helped her family with the business, she often took deliveries from Jackson’s son James.
She took to James easily and the two would frequently meet outside of business transactions. Romance soon blossomed. She was 22 when they got married, with him being 24.
By this point, it’s 1845. The Jacksons’ farm is doing quite well, thanks to successful harvest after successful harvest. With Josephine joining the family and helping out, times are good. However, fortunes are about to change dramatically. Within 2 years, the blight is at its peak. It is then that Josephine discovers she is pregnant.
This changes things. Because before this, both her parents and James’ were dead set on staying put. It’s a few bad years of business for both of them but they’re not abandoning ship anytime soon. The young couple can respect their dedication to maintaining businesses that have been going for generations. However, Josephine can’t consciously allow herself to subject her child to the mass hunger. James supported her decision to build a new life in North America. While he felt him leaving with her would be an ultimate betrayal to his family as the eldest son, he swore he would join her and the baby as soon as the famine was over. She takes as much money as she can, says her goodbyes and leaves Ireland for good.
She goes alone. She’s alone on the cramped ship travelling across the Atlantic, alone while she tries to settle into life in Canada, alone as she gives birth to her son on a freezing January day. She names him William and dear god, he looks more like his father with each passing day. With her little boy, she isn’t facing this new life on her own quite as much.
The letters from Westmeath were a comfort. Until a letter, dated September ‘47, arriving in October, announced the news she had been dreading. James was never going to meet his son. Cholera and starvation takes some more of the people she’d known in Ireland.
Still, she can’t be idle. She has a son to raise. She works in the kitchens for one of the wealthier households. The wife of the house is a lovely woman who is more than happy to let her employees’ young children play with hers. Lovely, within reason. For example, if she had reason to suspect a young cook was fratenising with her husband, that young cook would be released instantly. Even if that cook hadn’t wanted the unprofessional attention in the first place.
William is perhaps 4 or 5. She can’t not work. So off to the local store she goes to work behind the counter. That is fine for another several years. Then she is caught being generous to the poorer customers one too many times. She finds more work at a factory. William joins her when he is 14.
She is introduced to Florence Hilliard in 1875. Her son's fallen for a Hilliard, huh? Oh, Josephine knows about that family. Silas was an educated man who went from a school teacher to the school's headmaster. As such, they had quite a bit of money to spare and all of his children were well-red and educated. In other words, what on earth was a girl of her position doing with a young man who could barely make ends meet?
Josephine takes a quick dislikening to Florence. She doesn't understand why an educated girl would bother leading on a boy who has been helping build ship parts since he was 14. In turn, that gets perceived as a lack of trustworthiness. It doesn't stop William from marrying her in 1877.
She doesn't see the bride's family at the wedding. It would seem her parents were equally disapproving of the match and essentially disowned their daughter. Oh. Well, Josephine may know a thing or two from being cut off from family by choice. Perhaps she shouldn't be quite so hard on Florence. There's still something about her she doesn't like though.
The 1880s are a good time in terms of family for Josephine. She gains five grandchildren. William even has his 3rd son somewhat named after James, which flatters his mother that he would think to do that. She teaches the children how to speak Irish and raises them on her views of the English. She's also pleased that they're being raised as literate as their mother too. Josephine couldn't really give William that.
Unfortunately, there's basically no money to support the family but they manage somehow. Josephine's worsening eyesight making her unemployed doesn't help. William has his job at the factory while Florence has business as a seamstress. When not in school, the children help Florence. It's not much but at least it's something.
Then Florence prematurely delivers her 3rd daughter in the May of 1890. Ada doesn't survive the night. It's only the beginning of an unfortunate decade for the Jacksons. March 1895 sees them hit by a bad case of influenza that takes 6 year old Olive. Then 2 years later, Jameson almost dies from hyperthyroidism, only for the emergency surgery to ruin his ability to speak.
All those events had been out of anyone's reach. It wasn't like they chose to get sick. But Harvey, her eldest grandchild, certainly made the decision to leave for South Africa. This causes rifts between him and various members of his family. Josephine, for one, is furious that he would go in support of the British Empire.
It is while Harvey is fighting in the Second Boer War that her health begins to properly decline. In 1900, at the age of 77, she passes away leaving behind her son and five grandchildren. She also leaves a significant influence on her youngest grandson who will harbour animosity towards the British well into his adult life.
#the life of jameson jackson#tlojj#tlojj spoilers#international women's day#tw referenced child death#tw death mention
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