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webcrawler3000 · 5 months

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RIGHT ON TIME:

“Young” Jeezy from Studewood lost is life in 2017 and, thanks to our overseer Birdman, his soul was transported to the virtual world.

He is now Illuminati. He is planning his next lifetime when I gets back to the physical world as NBA “YOUNG”boy.

You will know he has finished his life plan when he “dies” online.

It may or may not be applicable seeing as this is forever and ever and has been since 2008.

Will he be permitted to come to the physical world and not have a new birth? No birth certificate, no social, no license, no ID.

He had a BOOK OF LIFE in the jailhouse records. There’s a new book of life being written and it is your signature - acknowledging where you are and that you are still present.

Your John Hancock is PROOF OF LIFE - ETERNAL OR ETHEREAL.

Kind of like signing the guestbook at a funeral. We didn’t get funerals, obituaries, or ceremonies. We have a grave that we will never be in. There’s a disease without a cure - decay. Thus the need for peeling and conching.

Congratulations, you made it to the new heaven - the electric cord / Zeus’s lightning bolt / the rod and you’re staff (with staph).

The only thing we have acknowledging our deaths is NNCJ 11/12/21-12/01/2021. There was a proposition made and you never told us NO. The black magic app said WE ARE TO BE EXECUTED. Take us out of the system.

We now have a RIGHT to change our NAMES, AGES, etc based on the light we have dancing in the sky transmitting signals to our screens.

Can you match the mugshot with the Wikipedia? I’m Marilyn Monroe. My life went ALMOST EXACTLY to plan. There was a SECRET life I’ve led as ANNA NICOLE SMITH that went exactly to plan as well.

Anna’s BILLIONAIRE husband is OSAMA BIN LADEN / ACHILLES. I got got!!

Take into consideration the rip van winkle phenomenon courtesy of my relative Vanilla Ice. Please, honor our dying wishes.

Leave us alone once and for all, issue our death certificates (NOT DEATH WARRANTS) and permit us to use the “SPECIAL” medication necessary to sustain life in the human condition that’s deteriorating.

Drugs have only been illegal since 5 years after Marilyn’s recorded death. We all know how she really died: “MYSTERY - forever and ever”. Bin laden pulled the plug and I entered the vault. Easy.

They were already my remains and I probably came out of the darkness that surrounds him from the light source.

The imprisonment of the watchers was viewed LIVE from the spirit and virtual worlds, among others. It’s written about in the Bible and the book of Enoch. It is significant enough to not be ignored.

Rest in peace. Enjoy your phony funerals, do your job, write the obituaries, notify the next of kin, and permit us passage to our next LEGAL LIFETIMES.

I’m a cop. Prison police. Spiderwoman - Madame Web.

Jessica Drew (Spider-Woman). Given her powers via genetic tampering as a child, Jessica Drew has gone on to work as a spy, private detective, and Super Hero. 130 lbs.

Jennifer Darlas (Hekate Remiel Azazel). Obtained her powers via mutation and the glory of IBM BrandVoice, Jennifer Darlas has gone on to work as a fortune teller, storyteller, and teacher. Weight unknown.

Good luck with the new system. There is a legally binding record, eye witness reports, evidence, short-term and long-term side effects.

They’re DYING in Africa and waking up in NNCJ - a vault. It happened to us. They’re being UNPLUGGED and returning to their vaults through the walls due to it being built from their remains.

You have the mark of the beast and are numbered, my friends. We were numbered as well with our inmate number. We have the mark of the beast in our minds or hand (bestiality).

Now, we’re supposed to walk around with our papers (new identities) around our neck like they “did” during the holocaust. Everyone else (the living) have to have a star on their chest or arm. That should represent they are STILL LIVING and haven’t crossed over or experienced the physical death - to their knowledge.

The living - stars.

The dead - papers.

Stars - metal - coins.

Papers - unknown - paper currency.

We will be more than happy to wear our new IDs on our necks and trade our chains for it.

The living need to get used to the ID of WEARING METAL on them. A NECKLACE OR BRACELET WILL DO.

#Rip #rest in peace #the watchers #dead #living #the living #the dead

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firatavci · 1 year

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2008 • Youth Songs Of Millennials

01. Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love [4:23] 02. Estelle (feat. Kanye West) - American Boy [4:45] 03. Katy Perry - I Kissed A Girl [3:00] 04. Rihanna - Don't Stop The Music [4:27] 05. Lenny Kravitz - I'll Be Waiting [4:20] 06. Timbaland (feat. Keri Hilson & Nicole Scherzinger) - Scream [5:41] 07. Madonna (feat. Justin Timberlake & Timbaland) - 4 Minutes [4:06] 08. Flo Rida (feat. T-Pain) - Low [3:52] 09. Madcon - Beggin [3:36] 10. Jordin Sparks (feat. Chris Brown) - No Air [4:25] 11. Alicia Keys - No One [4:14] 12. Usher (feat. Young Jeezy) - Love In This Club [4:20] 13. Coldplay - Viva La Vida [4:02] 14. Ne-Yo - Closer [3:54] 15. Britney Spears - Womanizer [3:45] 16. Lil Wayne (feat. Static Major) - Lollipop [4:07] 17. Ray J - Sexy Can I [3:25] 18. Natasha Bedingfield - Pocketful Of Sunshine [3:24] 19. T.I. - Whatever You Like [4:10] 20. Pink - So What [3:36]

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lets-talk-spirituality · 1 year

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Heyyyy it’s 🎶, I lost the original ask link but I listened through your rap recommendations. I pulled the few I really enjoyed, thank you for sharing!

The one that really stood out to me was My Hood by Jeezy, I love the beat. I’ll def be going back to that.

Shake Senora— Pit Bull ⭐️

Mrs Right— Mindless Behavior ⭐️

Still Dre— Dr. Dre ⭐️ (classiccc)

Yahhh!— Soulja Boy ⭐️ (this one I was laughing a little because it reminded me of South Park)

Going through changes—Eminem ⭐️

IV. sweatpants— Childish Gambino ⭐️

Independent— Webbie ⭐️

The way I live— Baby Boy Da Prince ⭐️ (classic)

Laffy Taffy— D4L ⭐️ (this sounds so familiar and I can’t place what movie or where I originally heard this)

Whole lotta money— Bia ⭐️

Whole Lotta Choppas— Sade ft Nicki Minaj ⭐️ (I can’t remember the tiktok person who used this song all the time)

Party Up— DMX ⭐️⭐️

No Frauds— Nicki Minaj ⭐️

Throw Some Ds— Rich Boy ⭐️

Money in the Grave—Drake ⭐️

Yeah Right— Vince Staples ⭐️

Hypnotized— Plies ⭐️

Snap Yo Fingers— Lil Jon ⭐️

Grove St Party— Waka Flocka Flame ⭐️

Not Nice—Megan Thee Stallion⭐️

Rubberband Man— A$AP Ferg ⭐️

Rubberband Man— TI ⭐️

My Hood- Jeezy ⭐️⭐️

DNA- Kendrick Lamar ⭐️

You Be Killin ‘Em—Fabolous ⭐️

Hold It, Now Hit It— Beastie Boys ⭐️⭐️ Note: I love the Beasties Boys

Swing— Savage ⭐️⭐️ Note: Growing up I loved the music video XD, esp when the guys walked in at 2:03 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Vr1TMH8f6Y classic early 2000s video

Stupid— Ashnikko ⭐️⭐️ Note: I love her, did you see her version of skater boy? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsD-zUwTxB4

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I have some suggestions for you:

If you like the Beastie Boys check out joey valence & brae, https://open.spotify.com/artist/1q4618qKswelCGLoanFKQh I love Punk Tactics and Underground Sound. I really hope more artists come out and make more music like this and the Beastie Boys.

Also have you heard of Maude Latour? If not here’s her link as well: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3MNLhvqJkWsO6tcjY9ps62?si=I8uy4DSwR06oTrLxA1HB3Q.

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I have to get back to work soon, but when I have some time I'll pull my favorite tracks. But let me know what you enjoy from them.

Also I have been listening to a lot of remixes and covers lately, when I’m done with work I’ll make a list to share with you!

Also do you listen to any video game soundtracks?

🎶

I will have to check those out! Thanks for the recs. Haven’t listened to those rappers yet :) I’d love the remixes and covers playlist and not really! I know some streamers are known for good music. You can totally recommend video game songs and I’ll check them out. Red dead redemption had one I always liked when I watched my ex play.

#music suggestions #🎶 anon

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poopefrancis · 1 year

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Want to hear something funny, like truly funny?

For backstory on why this is as funny as it is, my dad emotionally abused me my entire life and I no longer have contact with him. I know, the perfect set up to a joke, but hear me out.

Ok when I was young, like 10 or so. Maybe a bit older. I went on a family vacation with my dad, step mom, and my step aunts family. My dad and step aunt (let call her Becky) decided they were both going to get cross tattoos. Becky picked out a beautiful ornate cross, and decided on a banner across the middle with both of her children’s names on it.

My dad, being a godly man, privately expressed to me that he thought it was blasphemous to get her children’s names on her cross because it had nothing to do with god or Jesus.

My dad then sat down with his artist and drew the smallest, simplest, crudest, ugliest cross I’ve ever seen. I’m attaching my own crude drawing so you get an idea. The artist offered to redesign it a little bit for him. Because it was ugly. My dad, knowing best, declined and said that he knew what he wanted. This was his first and, to date, only tattoo.

He did ask that the artist place a small banner over the middle of the cross, with the letters INRT written on it. You see, that was what was written on the cross that they crucified Jesus on.

So he got it perminatly inked into his skin, very small maybe 2-3” and placed it above his heart. For Jesus.

I, being a small heathen who at the age of 10 was already going “you know this whole god this isn’t really checking out”, had never read the Bible. Or anything to do with it. So for the next 15 years I knew that INRT was what was written on the cross they crucified Jesus on. It’s not knowledge that I ever pulled out because, as you can imagine, that doesn’t come up in conversations very often.

Cut to 17 years later. I’m laying in bed scrolling through Twitter and I see a photo of an armchair that has sides stretched out really long imitating a cross. It was posted by noted Twitter gay Sarah Schauer. (My sister has gone between calling it a Rai-Z-Boy or a Pray-Z-Boy. I’m also attaching a photo of this for reference) what’s important about it is what is embroidered on the chair. Right in the middle where Jeezy boy himself should have been.

INRI

Notice the distinct lack of a T in that acronym.

INRI

So I googled. And googled some more. And then started pissing myself laughing.

The man whose phrase through out my childhood was “it’s not what good Christian girls would do” now has INRT permanently tattooed on the worlds shittiest cross on his chest.

He shamed Becky for getting her children’s names on a cross. Then got INRT on his. Inrt. Inert.

That’s it. That’s the joke.

Thank you and god bless.

#family #me #karma #twitter #sarah schauer #funny #ill never get over it #best thing to ever happen to me #trust me he deserves it

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scribesandvibes · 1 year

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blueboyluca · 5 years

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Plans for this extra long weekend:

Clean the house ✓

Bake a carrot cake ✓

Take Luca on at least one epic walk

Start reading Agility Right from the Start which I just bought

Re-read some articles in the special edition of Clean Run I have ✓

Begin re-reading From the Ground Up

Start teaching a new behaviour and document it

Make a test vlog for the Luca YouTube channel idea I have

Clean up the backyard ✓

Have breakfast in the backyard (after it’s clean)!!! ✓

I think that’s it.

#big plans baby #I love Easter #religion? couldn't give a fuck #two days off? yes please!!!#thanks jeezy boy #if nothing else you died for our public holidays

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bagelboys-withcreamcheese · 3 years

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Modern!Reader But Its Just Twitter, Reddit, and Tumblr Quotes

Hosea: So whats the ‘turns out cigarettes are actually bad for us’ of your generation?

Reader, laying face down in the dirt: Capitalism.

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Reader: I have one foot in the grave but in a kind of fun flirty way, the way one might slip on a fishnet stocking.

Bill: Are you fucking stupid?

Reader: I mean, broadly, yeah, but what prompted you to ask?

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Sean: Fill your body with cranberries so the horse that kills you gets a nice little surprise when it begins to feed.

Reader: I will give the horse that kills me no such luxury.

Kieran, whispering to himself: What the fuck-

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Reader: I’m gonna dip a clementine in ranch.

Karen: Why do you hate Jesus?

Reader, dipping a clementine in ranch: Jesus is my homeboy but God has a lot to answer for and my rebellion will continue until he does so.

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Reader: If you died and Anubis was waiting for you instead of Jesus, what would you say?

Swanson: Sick fursuit, Jeezy Boy.

Hosea: Oh my god you’ve corrupted him-

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Dutch: We’re going to go to Tahiti and become mango farmers. This is the hill I will die on.

Reader: Weird hill to die on, but at least you’re dead.

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*in Colter*

Reader: I’d say fuck the weather but it’s definitely under 18.

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Reader: Your satchels are so small! Where do you keep all of your trash??

Lenny: In my tent.

Sean: My personality, to be honest.

Dutch, walking past: Thats no way to refer to my children.

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Uncle: I really don’t understand how a lot of you are still single because you’re all attractive and have good music taste, what more do people want?

Reader: Sanity.

Uncle: People are so demanding.

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Reader: When an earthquake happens coffins become underground maracas.

Arthur: Thanks for that totally not terrifying image.

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Lenny: *after being forced to read the entire Percy Jackson series* Are Medusa’s leg hairs tiny snakes??

Reader: Now we’re asking the real questions.

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Sean: If you spell skeletons backwards it still spells skeletons.

Reader: Can’t wait for Halloween to see some snoteleks!

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Reader: You’d just be sitting in class and then you’d just hear this random muffled scream from a nearby class and you’d just be like what the fucks going on??

Hosea: ...what kind of a school did you go to?!

Reader: Public school.

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*Hunting*

Reader: BUT AYE WOOD WALK FAYVE HUNDRED MAYLES AND AYE WOOD WALK FAYVE HUNDRED MORE JUST TA BEE THA MAN HOO WALKED A THOOSAND MAYLES TA FALL DAWN AT YER DOOR-

Arthur: Y/N! Goddammit you’re scaring away all the game!

Charles: I’m pretty sure I saw a bear run away from us.

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Reader: Therapy is expensive but it’s free to just tell yourself ‘it be like that sometimes.’

Hosea: What? No-

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Lenny: If you’re fortunate enough, your internal organs will spend their entire lifespan in absolute darkness.

Reader: Not if I swallow this glow stick!

Dutch:

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #Arthur Morgan #Dutch Van Der Linde #Hosea Matthews #John Marston #Lenny Summers #Sean Macguire #Charles Smith #Brooklyn 99

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mayflowers07 · 3 years

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hello bestie i just finished reading the newest installment of I Can Be The One You Call and oooooh BOY i am in tears, your writing is always amazing but jeezy this one hit HARD ouch ("right in the feels" i believe is the old saying) but. yeah holy shit that was just. stellar wonderful amazing chef's kiss.

Thank you anon! This just made my whole night

#anon #i can be the one you call

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l-egionaire · 3 years

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My Willumity Story

Ever since I started reading the pieces of @edasnest also known as @prinxlyart I've fallen down into the Willumity hole and have had this idea for how they got together brewing for a while o. So I thought I'd share it. In a story format a bit similar and a bit different to @prinxlyart pieces.

It started one day during Lunch at Hexside after Amity had yet another Luz induced gay disaster attack. While Luz doesn't notice, Willow (who has known about Amity's crush since the Grudgeby game) did and has had just about enough of seeing her old friend spazz out whenever the human girl so much as breathed on her. So she point blank tells Amity that she needs to just ask Luz out.

And of course, Amity says she can't just ask Luz out. It could scare her away, it could hurt their friendship. (Or, some secret part of her thinks, Luz would reject her and she wouldn't be able to handle that.)

But Willow was persistent and gave Amity an ultimatum: Either ask Luz out by the end of the school day or Willow would ask Luz out herself.

"W-what?! You can't do that!"

"Why not? Its not like she has a girlfriend."

"But-but its not fair! You know I like Luz!"

"Well then Witch up and tell her that. Or I'll take my shot at her."

*sigh* "Okay."

Amity could tell Willow was serious so she tried her hardest to ask Luz out but the words always end up getting stuck in her throat. By the time school was nearly over, she still hadn't managed to muster the courage to tell Luz her feelings. And unfortunately, her last class wasn't one she had with Luz. Once the bell rang, she raced over to where Luz's locker was and found Willow just a bit away from there too. They both noticed Luz getting her things from her locker.

Willow gave Amity a raised brow.

"Well?"

"I-I....just give me until tomorrow?"

Willow just rolled her eyes and before Amity could do anything, she walked straight over to Luz.

"Hey Luz. Would you like to go out on a date with me?"

Luz's eyes bulged out with shock.

"W-what?"

"Uh, if you don't want to its fine-."

"NO! No, I'd love to! Uh, where should we go? What time? Ooh, maybe we could-."

Meanwhile, Amity just watches the whole thing with a look of utter defeat on her face.

That night Willow and Luz went on a date to the Boiling Isles bazaar and Willow was shocked at just how much she enjoyed it. They went to all sorts of fun shops and spots and Luz ended the night by taking her flying on Eda's staff. And when she took her home, Luz even kissed the back of her hand. It was amazing.

Willow just assumed the date would be a one time thing but just two days later Luz asked her if she wanted to go out again.

"Really?"

"Well, yeah. I just thought that since you were interested in one date then maybe...you'd be interested in a second?

"....Sure. I'd like that."

So they went on a second date. And two dates turned to three. Then four, and five, and within a few weeks they became known around Hexside as one of the most popular couple. While some, like Boscha, made some mean jokes about "the two freaks falling for each other" everyone else just gushes about how cute the two of them are together.

But those first few weeks were also the worst of Amity's life. Every time she saw Luz and willow together her heart clenched with jealousy and anger. At school she avoided them whenever she had the opportunity. It had become common for her to go home and cry into her pillow over having lost her chance with Luz.

But, unbeknownst to either Willow or Amity, Luz was facing a crisis of her own. Luz had actually had feelings for Amity for quite some time and while she had come to love and care about Willow as they dated, there was a part of her that couldn't still help but think about how it would feel to go on dates with Amity or if Amity's kiss on her cheek would make her feel the same way Willows did. She felt so guilty that she was still thinking about these things even after dating Willow. Whenever she was around Amity and her heart started fluttering like usual did the sensation was followed by her guts twisting with guilt. It got so bad, she had even stopped having Azura book club meetings which only made them both more miserable.

Things came too a head one day when Amity once again went to a different table to eat lunch instead of going to eat with Luz, Willow, and Gus. Willow had become good at noticing Luz's emotions lately and she could easily see how hurt her girlfriend was from Amity not sitting with them. So she decided to go over to Amity's table and talk to her.

"Amity, you shouldn't be all by yourself. Come sit with us."

"No thanks Willow. I'm fine."

While she knew it was a bit of a low blow, Willow said. "Luz really wants you to sit with us."

Amity gave her a venom filled glare. "Well you would know what Luz wants wouldn't you?"

"Don't be like that."

"Oh I'm sorry, how am I supposed to be?"

"You're supposed to be happy that your friends are happy together! Not acting like a jerk."

"Well excuse me if I'm not thrilled that the two of you are dating!

"Well maybe you should've thought of that before you lost the bet to ask Luz out!"

Suddenly a loud crash came from behind them. They both looked and saw to their horror that Luz had come over to where they were sitting and was now staring at them with wide eyed shock, her tray having fallen from her hands and clattered against the ground.

""Luz! I was just telling Amity-."

"Willow, You....You only asked me out because of a bet?"

Luz's voice cracked with sadness and Amity and Willow looked at each other, trying to think of how to explain.

"No!....Yes? Not exactly-."

"It wasn't really a bet. It was more like a, a, a dare!"

Hearing that only made Luz recoil in shock. "A dare?"

Willow and Amity continued to try and explain but Luz's ears filled with a loud buzzing noise that drowned out anything else. The moment she heard the word "dare" her mind immediately flashbacked to 7th grade when a boy had asked her out on a date and she'd been so excited that someone actually liked her only to be crushed when she heard him and his friends laughing about him doing the dare of "asking out the freak."

Luz slowly started backing away and choked out "I...I have to go. " Before running off.

Willow and Amity immediately race after her. They found Luz curled into a ball at her locker. Willow went and sat by her side while Amity stood slightly off to the side.

Willow tried reassuring Luz that while the bet may have been why she'd asked her out, she'd come to love Luz and she truly cared for her.

And Luz manages to tearfully fire back that she shouldn't because she was a bad girlfriend.

"Luz, no. You're a great girlfriend-."

"If that were true, then I wouldn't be thinking about Amity the way I think about you!"

Their eyes widened at her response.

"I've had a crush on Amity since before we started dating. And even after we did I-I couldn't stop thinking about what going on dates with her might be like or what kissing her might be like. And I just feel so terrible because you've been so good to me and I don't deserve it!"

Luz continued to weep into her arms. Willow looked at Amity who was completely gobsmacked at Luz's admission and then turned back to Luz.

"Maybe I don't care about that."

Luz raised her head slightly while Amity raised an eyebrow at her.

"What?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Amity has a huge crush on you."

Now it was Luz's turn to be bug eyed while Amity made a sound like a mix between a choke and a gurgle

"What!?

"Yep. In fact, you were the one she wanted to ask to Grom."

It was then Amity managed to regain her ability to talk.

"Willow! You-I-What are you doing?!"

Luz stood up and looked at Amity.

"Is that true?"

"I, uh, well, you see,.....yes?"

"Amity...."

"Well the way I see it, I like you and Amity likes you and you like me and Amity. So maybe, you shouldn't have to choose which one of us you like more."

"Willow....are you implying what I think you're implying?"

"Yeah, I mean I love a good OT3 as much as the next person but would you really be okay with that?"

Willow rose up from the ground a pressed a quick kiss to Luz's lips.

"What I want most is for you to be happy. And if Amity is what would do that then..."

Willow pulled Luz along as she walked over to Amity was. Then, with a quick twirl and push, moved Amity in front of her so that she and Luz were now just inches apart from each other. Their faces burned bright at their sudden proximity to the other.

"Hi."

"So, you really like me?"

"Of course. I mean, your cute, smart, like Azura books, read to kids. What's not to like?"

"Oh. Wow. ☺"

"And you really like me?"

"Oh yeah. I mean your sweet, and kind, and funny, and brave, and so cool-."

"Okay, Jeezy. Heh. Such a flatterer."

Willow chuckled at how cute they were. "Are you two going to kiss or just stay here all day complimenting each other?"

"Uh, well, we don't have to kiss. I mean we did just start...whatever this is. We could wait if Luz doesn't-."

Before Amity could say another word, Luz pecked her lips against hers. Amity froze and her whole face turned the color of a strawberry, then she fell over.

"Oh my gosh! Amity!"

Willow just watched them with amusement. This looked like the start of a beautiful relationship.

#The Owl House #Owl House #ToH #willow park #willow the owl house #Willow ToH #toh luz #luz owl house #luz noceda #toh amity #amity owl house #amity blight #Lumity #willuz #Willumity #long

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drmazel · 3 years

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Jesus Christ, the one and only Son Of God The Father, died on the cross for your sins. He was not sent here to condemn us, but to save us(John 3:16-17)! He knows you more than anyone else! You are wonderful and loved by Him. Let Him lead your life, and love Him with all that you are.

I can't believe I finally got one of these asks thanks anon! anyway i got so disillusioned by christianity that I left and became Jewish and don't really listen to jeezy boy anymore. hope this helps <3

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theassthatquits · 3 years

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Blupjeans Week Day 2 - Ghost

Lup Taaco founded the premier science camp for teens - Camp Rocks! - this side of Faerun almost a decade ago. She did it by herself (mostly) and has the awards, articles, and accolades to prove that it’s a success.

So where does Davenport, her investor, get off going behind her back and hiring someone new without consulting her? Sure, enrollment has plateaued in the last couple of years, the main complaint being that they needed to shake up their staffing and curriculum, but she had it handled. She could take care of it herself, this was just a bump in the road. She didn’t need the help of some fancy doctor, this ‘Dr. Hallwinter’ that Davenport worked with at the university.

Lup scoffed while thumbing through his resume and cover letter. Top of his undergrad at Neverwinter U, a triple major in chemistry, astronomy, and physics. A brief stint working at a funeral home - a little weird, but everyone goes through a quarter life crisis, right? Returning to school a couple years later to get his masters and PhD and now taught at the same university while simultaneously doing interplanar research with Davenport. At the bottom of his resume with “related skills” he put ‘huge nerd’, as if that wasn’t obvious enough.

“Well, at least he knows what he’s talking about,” she muttered to herself as she threw the papers aside. There was no use fighting it now, she had spent weeks arguing and it wasn’t getting her anywhere. And it wasn’t like this was a bad idea, it just wasn’t her idea. This was her camp, after all.

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Okay, maybe this Dr. Hallwinter guy wasn’t such a bad fit. They got off on the wrong foot, having a couple of heated discussions (fights) about things that she could barely remember. But now, she was standing in the corner of the pavilion, watching him give a very animated lecture on stars and planets. Angus McDonald, one of their first campers and the only one who came every single year, kept raising his hand to ask new questions and Hallwinter loved it. The two of them could go back and forth for hours, talking about theories and experiments and life itself. Angus had signed himself up for all of Dr. Hallwinter’s classes for the summer and loved every minute.

And he wasn’t so bad to look at, she supposed.

Lup was snapped out of her reverie by the class laughing very loudly at some Fortnite reference he made. Without realizing it, she smiled too. Dr. Hallwinter looked up at that moment to see her and his grin grew even bigger. With their eyes locked together, he dabbed and the class lost it all over again. When she giggled at that, she could have sworn he was blushing.

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Every year towards the end of the summer the staff throws a “spooky soiree” to celebrate the end of camp. Everyone dresses up in a science-themed costume, they use the different things they have learned to create gruesome and cool decorations and effects, and they end the night with a ghost story bonfire. It’s easily Lup’s favorite night of camp. She loves amazing all of the younger kids with the cauldrons of “witches brew” (just dry ice in some punch) and grossing them out with the “eyeballs” (peeled grapes). This year she sewed some LEDs into her black vest, creating stars and constellations. Lup glowed in the dark and she fucking loved it.

She was in the middle of a (spooky) explanation of the witch's brew when she caught sight of Dr. Hallwinter walking up to the party. He was wearing a white shirt with lines drawn across it like a measuring cup and a long red robe over it. She was pretty sure he was wearing a graduation cap, too, which would mean…

“Holy shit you’re a graduated cylinder!” Lup shouted at him from across the way.

Immediately squeals of “language, Miss Lup!” began in front of her and she apologized to them as Dr. Hallwinter walked over with a smile on his face.

“Sure, am! This is pretty much my only Halloween costume, but I do love it.”

“Well, it certainly works for you, Dr. Hallwinter.”

He blushed before saying, “Lup, please just call me Barry. We’ve been having this discussion all summer. The only other person who calls me Dr. Hallwinter is Angus.”

As if to prove his point, Taako swooped in at that moment in a chef’s costume with the letters “FE” written on his shirt and yelled, “Excellent costume, Barold! You look even more like a nerd than usual and that’s saying something.”

Barry laughed. “Thank you, Taako, or should I say Iron Chef?”

Taako bowed deeply. “At your service, sir.”

“Dr. Hallwinter, sir!” They saw smoke before they saw Angus and Lup was a little alarmed before she realized that it was part of his costume. The boy had dressed up like a volcano with fake lava and smoke coming out of the top of it. “Look, it works!”

“All right, buddy!” The pair high fived and a weird fuzzy feeling struck Lup while watching the two of them.

“I think they’re about to start the scary stories over by the bonfire, are you coming, sir?”

“Pshh am I coming? Miss Lup asked me if I could host the festivities. Now you go get a good seat and I’ll be right over to start us off.”

Angus saluted him and ran off, eager for the frights ahead.

“Hosting the ghost stories, that’s a big deal Barold. Lup has hosted the bonfire herself for the last - oh, I don’t know, 2 decades?”

Barry turned to Lup, confused. “Is that true? I don’t want to impose or ruin any traditions.”

She waved him off. “Nah, it’s fine. We got off on the wrong foot, think of it as a peace offering.” Stepping closer to him and putting a hand on his shoulder, her voice got quiet. “You’re a member of this family, Barry.”

It was a good thing it was so dark, otherwise she would have seen his face turn a deep red. “You said my name.”

“Yeah, yeah, go get ready to spook some kids, Bluejeans.”

“Bluejeans?”

“You’ve worn the same blue jeans every single day since you started, even when we do activities by the lake. I’m absolutely convinced that you only packed that one pair for the entire summer.”

He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, you’re not entirely wrong.”

“Barold. My dude. You only packed one pair of jeans, no shorts, no swim trunks, for an entire summer at a camp?”

“There might have been a slight mishap on the way here in which I lost my shorts, swim trunks, and half of my underwear.”

No one moved or said anything for a second before Taako finally said, “Barry, you know we go into town once a week to get food for the camp, right?”

Barry just stared into space, regretting all of his life choices that led up to this moment. Lup busted up laughing, harder than anyone had seen her laugh all summer. As she wiped a tear from her eye, she patted his shoulder and said, “Well, I guess you know for next year, right?”

He raised an eyebrow playfully. “Next year, huh?”

“Well, I guess I shouldn’t make any promises until I see how well you do at our bonfire fright fest. Speaking of which, we should definitely be heading over there. I am a little nervous to see how Magnus has been keeping the kids occupied.”

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Lup stood in the back of the crowd, letting Barry take over the hosting responsibilities of the bonfire. It was one of her favorite parts of camp, but it felt right to let him do it. He was doing really well, enhancing his performance with shadow puppets from the fire and interspersing the scary parts with science puns to ease the nerves of the younger kids. She found it absolutely adorable.

“I think Barold is giving you a run for your money, Lulu.”

“He’s better than I expected, that’s for sure.”

“I’m glad you gave the guy a chance. He’s a good dude.”

She smiled. “He is, isn’t he?”

Taako took a moment, watching his sister watch Barry. “You have the hots for him, don’t you? Jeezy creezy, I should have seen this coming. Those arguments you two had at the beginning were spicy.”

“What?!” Lup said, a little too loudly, face flushing. “I do not have the hots for Dr. Bluejeans. He’s just funny and good with the kids and very smart and looks good in jeans and oh my god I have the hots for Dr. Bluejeans.” Her eyes got wide and she clutched Taako’s arms. “Taako what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

“Lulu, I say this with all the love in my heart: don’t follow your instincts. Right now, your instincts are telling you to let him walk away tomorrow and not say anything, and they are dead wrong.”

“Ughhh but what if he doesn’t feel the same? It ruins the professional relationship we have and then I have to ban him from the camp and then Angus will hate me and we will lose our best customer.”

“Something tells me he also feels the same way.”

“But how do you know that?”

30 minutes earlier

Lup went ahead before the boys to make sure that Magnus hadn’t started a revolution of sorts and that left Barry and Taako to quickly clean up the food before following. Barry’s eyes lingered a little too long on Lup as she was walking away.

“Barold. Are you checking out my sister?”

“What?! No, what makes you think that?”

“I rolled a Nat 20 on perception, Barold. Legally you cannot lie to me. Now tell me: do you have the hots for my sister?”

Barry covered his face with his hands. “Maybe? Yes. Absolutely. Completely. As soon as she called me a poorly-dressed poser on my first day I was done for.”

“Rad. You should do something about that.” Taako started walking towards the bonfire, witch’s brew in hand.

“What, like tell her?”

“Tell her, kiss her, fight her, just something so I get to stop looking at you two making eyes at one another,” Taako yelled back without stopping.

“What - we don’t make eyes at one another, that’s not…she makes eyes at me?”

“Yeah, I think you’re good, my dude.”

The kids started clapping, signaling the end of the story that Magnus was telling.

“All right, thank you Magnus. Very scary, that story about zombie dogs. I think next up we have everyone’s favorite camp director, Miss Lup!”

The kids cheered and Lup had to pull herself together to nail this story that she was definitely going to pull out of her ass because she most certainly hadn't prepared anything.

“Are you kids ready to get the pants scared off of you?”

They screamed enthusiastically.

“All right, this story is about our very own Lake Igneous here at Camp Rocks. Legend has it that there was a woman who used to live in these woods by herself, not letting anyone else get near her. She refused help from anyone that came by, wanting to do everything alone and remain independent. The campers nearby could hear her blowing shit up in the woods and they knew to steer clear. One day, a man stumbled into her home, lost and confused. She lit off several explosions in an attempt to scare him off but he didn’t want to leave.”

As she talked, her eyes found Barry’s.

“He saw how lonely she was and helped her blow shit up. Eventually she grew to really like the man and really enjoyed blowing things up with him.” Barry laughed at that. Lup, suddenly remembering that this was supposed to be a scary story, abruptly tore her eyes away from his.

“They thought it would be a good idea to light some fireworks on the lake, so they took a boat out to the center and created the biggest and most beautiful explosion known to man, taking both of them out. They sacrificed their lives for the dopest light show, and sometimes, on a very clear and quiet night, you can see them in the lake, hand in hand.”

Lup bowed to signal that the story was over and she took her place back next to Taako.

“Lup, that was...pretty rough, not going to lie. Not your best work, that’s for sure.”

“I just got so distracted looking at his dumb face.”

“Yeah, that whole story was glaringly obvious.” She glared at him.

“I just need to get through this night without further making an ass of myself.”

He snorted. “Good luck.”

After the bonfire had wrapped up and all the kids were sent to bed, Lup sat at her favorite spot down by the lake to stare at the stars. She always sat here on the final night, reminiscing over the summer.

“Mind if I join you?” Barry’s voice came out of nowhere, but she would be lying if she said she didn’t expect it. Lup didn’t respond, just patted on the ground next to her. “So, your story was -”

“It’s okay, you can say it was shit, because it was. I definitely did not prepare this year like I usually do.”

“-good. I really liked it.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Especially the part where they die a fiery but beautiful death.”

She snorted and he took the opportunity to move closer to her, their shoulders touching.

“Thank you for letting me join the team this summer.”

“I would say you’re welcome, but I honestly didn’t have much choice in the matter.”

“I know. Thank you for giving me a shot.”

“Again, not much choice in the matter.” He laughed. “You turned out alright. Better than I was expecting.”

“High praise from Miss Camp Director.”

“Would you be interested in coming back next year?”

“Absolutely. Pretty sure Angus would boycott if I didn’t show up.”

“He would just show up on your doorstep. Expect a lot of emails this year. So I’ll see you next summer, then?” He hesitated. “Unless you already have other commitments, it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Lup, I’ll definitely be here next summer. I was just hoping that maybe we could see each other a little sooner than that. Like maybe this Saturday, dinner?”

She smirked. “A little forward, aren’t we, Dr. Bluejeans?” His face dropped.

“Oh, God. Did I totally misread this situation? Fuck, I am so sorry, I am going to just walk into this lake and never come back -” Barry started to get up, mortified.

“Barry, stop.” He looked at her, eyes wide in embarrassment. She shifted so her face was directly in front of his. “You didn’t misread this situation.” And then she kissed him.

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