#accept this. i dont know when i will pick up my pencil again

[sprimps]

a sweet love, a toothache kind of love

#hiii im not dead #accept this. i dont know when i will pick up my pencil again #dont have a computer so i cant check the colours..... praying it doesnt look AWFUL!!!! #god drawing this took SO LONG i had forgotten how long fucken drawing actually takes #my art #this looks st valentines themed. as far as im concerned it is feb14 instead of mid august #if someone wants a vertical version hmu methinks it could b a cute lockscreen #go2 #good omens #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale #AH YOU CAN FINALLY EDIT HASHTAGS #i dont remember how tagging works anymor #good omens 2 #good omens fanart #good omens 2 fanart #aziracrow fanart #ineffable husbands #neil gaiman #david tennant #michael sheen #uhhh idk what else. chao #going back 2 my slumber. see u in like 5 months mayhaps

[odetoavillan]

Twenty: the First Sign an End Has Begun

     The human woke and found her house completely clean laundry in the laundry room, dishes put away, cupbords shut.... and her favorite mug glued back together and stuffed with all her pens and penciles. She looked around and found Maul in a meditative position on the couch staring at her.

          "I could not stand the mess a moment longer." He stated. She grunted and shuffled into the kitchen and started making a pot of caf.

     She drank the caffeine once it was done walking to sit on her chair then she looked at him.

          "I'm a messy person..." she mumbled, voice still thick with sleep.

        "So I have observed." Maul snorted.

        "And I'm a wierd person..."

        "Again, this I have observed... what is the point of this?" Maul ventured.

          "Giving you a chance to retract your offer..." she shrugged.

         "You're accepting?" Maul didn't know why his hearts started pounding and his adrenaline rushed at the aspect of her joining him.

         "I'm giving you till the end of the day to retract your offer... and I'm gonna let my inner goblin out... I'm not always this annoying but... I'm really gonna let you have it today." She smirked. Maul studied her, she was smiling, but not in the terrible way his master used to. Her nose was crinkled and her eyes twinkled. Through the force he could sense... playfulness?

        "Do your worst..." Maul replied.

        "Oh hunny... you shouldn't have said that." She smirked setting her mug down and walked by him. "Boop..." she poked his nose and ran out the door bare footed and in her pajamas, squealing and giggling. "Dont hurt me!"

        "What the kriff!" He raged, then noticed the mug she left behind. Maul growled and picked it up setting it in the sink. He looked out the window and saw her carrying something large and orange towards the house.

     She ran back in and he scowled at her as she grabbed a large knife from the knife block. She grinned maniacally holding it in both hands before walking out. Maul quickly followed her backnout, but was relieved when she didn't run again but instead practiced sensible knife safty.

         "What the kriff are you doing?" He sighed as she started cutting a hole in the bottom of the orange thing.

         "Pumkin carving..." she grunted pulling the cut out piece and set it next to her. Her bare feet held the pumpkin still as she dug into it elbow deep, and started pulling what looked like entrails out. Maul couldn't help but smirk at her appearance,  hair still wild from sleep.

She lifted a handful of the stuff into the air and hooted loudly which caused Maul to flinch. Moments later black birds pulled the stuff from her hand and where landing around her as she continued to pull the guts from the pumpkin. Maul counted twenty of the noisy beasts. She flung some at Maul with a playful cackle. He growled at her, and she growled back with a smile, much to his suprise.

     About five minutes later she when finished gutting the pumpkin and moved away so the black birds could finish eating.

         "You do this to fit in with your community?" Maul questioned, as she started outlining something on the pumpkin with the knife.

         "Pumpkin carving yes... befriending the local murder of crows... not so much... but they keep pests off my garden, and I feed them." She chuckled. She started cutting what looked like a crude face into the pumpkin. "Grr." She teased turning it to him when she had finished.

        "What's the point?" Maul asked tilting his head to the side.

        "Fun..." she answered simply before walking way to a small river and washed her arms. "Oh shit..." he heard her muttering, he could feel her fear rising so he started towards her. "Shitshitshit!" She ran back to him, "nonononono.... you gotta go hide inside." She urged, pushing him back towards her house.

        "Why should I?" Maul snapped, brushing her hands away.

        "My neighbor is coming and she's nuts!" She whispered earnestly. A shrill scream caused them both to jerk around.

         "The devil himself has come to Pyrell! I knew it would be you who summoned witch." The woman screamed.

         "Im not a witch, hes a zabrack! I follow the same belief system you do!" She shouted back. The woman turned and ran back down the path. "How long till your ship gets here?" She questioned.

        "It will be here this evening." He answered. She nodded.

         "How do you feel about taking on a mob of angry villagers armed with pitch forks blasters and tourches?" She questioned dryly.

        "What?"

        "They all think I'm a devil summoning witch... they're gonna be coming here to kill us." She stated. Maul could feel a numb tingle in his legs and shook his head.

         "I... am not well enough yet to take on so many." He answered honestly.

          "I know... it's ok... but we've gotta go... I'm just gonna grab some stuff." She stated running inside. Maul followed her in as she grabbed up bags and started packing books and clothes and blankets. She also started grabbing canned goods and food and asked him to put things into her speeder.

     Half an hour later, they could see smoak rising from from her old home. She rubbed her forehead and temple with shaking hands, as she put her communicator away, giving up on contacting her parents.

        "Looks like you get your way... I'm coming with you." She sighed.

         "All for the better... this would have happened eventually anyway, I'm assuming." Maul commented. She nodded slowly looking slightly pale.

        "I feel really sick... can we just not talk please... we still need to get as far away from here as possible though." She stated with a shuddering voice. Maul nodded and started driving away again.

     Night fell and Mauls ship arrived. He quickly set about removing the tracking beacon then loaded her things into the Infiltrator. He slowly approached the human female whennhe finished. She hadn't spoken or really even moved since they had left. If her thoughts hadn't been so loud as she thought of herself in better circumstances, he would swore she slept with her eyes open.

          "Apprentice, we must away..." He spoke gently, touching her shoulder. She gasped and jumped, throwing up defensive hands.

        "What?" She shook her head looking around, lost.

        "Time to go." He repeated himself. She nodded and clambered clumsily out of the speeder. Maul offered her a hand out, and held her upright as she stumbled.

          "Sorry..." she muttered.

          "We'll be able to make it to another planet to refuel..." He stated leading her into the cockpit.

Once they were into hyperspace space Maul turned to her. "Tell me what you are feeling, apprentice." He instructed. She was staring again but was able to respond.

          "i know you're trying to teach me something... but... I'm too tiered to feel anything..." she answered in a monotone voice, her breathing slow but labored.

          "I will show to where you may sleep." He stated standing. She slowly followed and he brought her the blankets she packed. "Rest, my apprentice, you've had a... trying day..." He bid, gently patting her shoulder twice before leaving.

     He could hear her muffled sobs as she finally broke down. He clenched his fists as his hearts seamed to strain for some reason. He knew that crying was a weakness... but she had let him be weak so he would let her. She would be powerful one day... but not today, and Maul decided that it was an acceptable situation.

#darth maul #maul #maul x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #star wars

[nxtsnw]

HELLO CHIA DEAREST ONCE AGAIN CONGRATS ON 600 BODIES IN UR BASEMENT AND WELCOME BACK !!!! ♡ i shall join ur event bc it seems rlly cool >:)

i dont like too crowded places so if i had to pick a destination it would probably be a park or a library !! and with ranpo ♡

3 things i always bring ... my phone, a sketchbook (with a pencil obvi) aandd my earbuds

fav aesthetic has to be grunge since its the one i associate myself with, but i also really like artsy and grunge retro stuff !

team silver definitely ! i wear gold stuff ocassionally but silver just fits me vibes better i think :D also its easier to match to my fits

hmm .. probably chifuyu ? i dont really know :0

what inspires me has to be music and sunsets/stars/the moon; when im in a bad mood i distance myself from other people bc if i dont ill just be snappy and say shit i dont mean; my hobbies are art, reading, writing, skateboarding, music, photography, astronomy aaannndddd sleeping yes

she/her intj leo !!!

omg regarding stuff i dont like to wear,,,, skin tight and or low cut jeans. i used to love tight jeans and hate baggy jeans but now ... now its reversed .... HAHAH. im pretty open to colors and styles and aesthetics otherwise, i just cant stand jeans that stick to ur legs and or stop at ur hips like NO i need that shit halfway up my waist else its not good LMAO

thats all thank u in advance dearie !!!! i hope u have fun w the event :D !!!!

hii natsu darling!! THANK YOU SO MUCH 🫂 I totally love your vibes istg.

imma explain myself a bit (ᵔ◡ᵔ)

; For the date i chosed a park date + the picnic (yk ranpo wouldn't accept to not eat constantly his sweets ...), hope u will like it ♡

; I totally agree, I can't stand tight(+low-rise) pants anymore <//3

; IMAGINE

the days before going out with ranpo, that slight emotion and age, which the same ranpo feels for the first time. You went in the morning to take ranpo and together, hand in hand - used as an excuse "to keep him from getting lost" - you two reached the park. Spending the whole day while you read, and he sleeps, eating all possible and imaginable snacks, painting on his sleeping face, trying all the games in the park.

; and of course, flowers in the hair, matching outfits, spring scent of flowers, arriving late at night and then walking together under the stars to go home :)

; the canvas bag with the headphones, sketchbook, perfume and make-up (if you use them), books, camera, snacks...

🧿dreamyoutfits event

#[🧿]dreamyoutfits #my lovely moot #natsume<33 #aaaay i hope you will like it #ranpo edogawa #bsd #bungo stray dogs #ranpo x reader

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Soulmate Au

Before you meet your soulmate you have to deal with a chibi version of them before actually meeting them. So can you handle it?

Hawks point of view

A/n: finally I kicked the sloth aside and wrote this...

Soulmates weren't a good thing... that was at least what your mother told you.

Soulmates crushed your heart. Not all soulmates accept their own ones with kind hearts and cozy and loveable chibis... Your mother fell for your father, a loveable chibi who appeared in her life, everything was fine until... your birth.

Your father's chibi was cold and uncaring about the baby. The fruit of your mother's unconditional love from him. And with what he returned? Bullshit.

They got separated. They never once married, and the chibis ran away from their owner... never appearing again.

Your father and mother shared your custody even though you pass more time with your mother and the mom of your dad.

"I hope you never get a soulmate (Y/n)." Your mother spoke as she carresed your hair, hate evident on her words as she comforted your crying self due to some hurtful thing your father had said to you.

"W-why not mama?" You sniffled as she wiped your tears with a frown.

"They can hurt you as badly as some knife on your chest sweety. If you happen to have a soulmate, promise me you will not put your heart on their hands, dont give yourself away for the cuteness of some chibi. It may not be real."

That was when you started to have a fear towards the cute things...

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You walked around your school, seing all of your classmates cheering or talking about their chibis. Some on their shoulders, others on the top of their heads...

You grimaced. You felt... left out. Despite your fear to getting one, how you wished to find your soulmate... just hoping that you didn't ended up like your mother... or worse, like him.

You had affection towards your dad for a while... but as the years passed by, you noticed how his "play" was more of hurtful words. The man only cared about himself and his money... yet you couldn't leave.

You felt like a bird on a cage.

Sighing, you sitted on a bench... alone. Picking your art supplies as you started to doodle on your notebook. You hummed a song while the pencil on your hand leaved trails of graffiti before smilling at the sound of birds chirping.

Something felt on your notebook then... you let out a confused sound at the thing.. a drop of some red fluid. You looked up and frowned before you went to brush your hair before gasping at noticing it was YOUR blood which had fell.

"W-What?!" You whimpered, now the pain starting to manifest as you hissed. It was like a knife had cutted your skin! And gosh, how it hurted...

Grabbing your things and rushing to the bathroom you didn't noticed something entering your backpack... you wiped at the blood and sighed.

"I will have to go to the enfermary... but what will I tell the nurse?! Suddenly this appeared?! Urgh!" You hitted your forehead in the mirror with closed eyes, opening them slowly after.

Seing a blond and feathered chibi looking up at you. Your eyes widened and blinked to confirm it was real before it squeaked at you. You screamed and dropped in your butt, crawling your way until your back hitted the wall of the bathroom.

The chibi squeaked. A worried sound as he flew, getting closer and closer to you as you trembled.

"S-Stay back-!" You grabbed a ruler that felt and pointed at him, making him stop on his flying as he arched one of his eyebrows and let out a giggle..

Sure, you would laugh as well if someone pointed a ruler to you as if it was a weapon...

"Stay back! Go to your owner or something!" You shouted before he furrowed his eyebrows again, smile fading as he flew and dropped inches awya from you. It came out a soft squeaked, and somehow you could just feel it was like a apology.

"I-Its okay. You just scared me appearing out of no where..." you hesitantly dropped the ruler back and hot on your knees, looking down at the chibi.

It had such messy hair... golden eyes, shining as bright as the sun, yet it carried a deep pain and some sorta of loneliness. You could certainly understand him...

"I'm sorry, did I scared you as well?" He shook his head as he pointed at his own cheek and squeaking at you. You touched the wound and got what he was supposed to say "I'm okay... didn't know where the heck I got from though..." you mumbled the last parts.

He squeaked at you again, opening his little wings and flying at the at the height of your eyes. Some little feather coming out and tickling your cheeks which you giggled a bit.

"So that's your quirk!" You giggled, the chibi letting out a yelp of glee of seing you smile as he did a black flip. "Okay okay, you're nice... Where are your soulmate though?" You tilted your head at it as he stopped and pointed at you.

Oh...

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You caried it on the palms of your hands as if it was going to break it... get frowning at him for being so.... handsome and... too perfect.

Your mother's words echoed in your head as you entered your father's car and he drove you out of the school. He saw the chibi and started saying bullshit like "got a soulmate dolly? Heh!"

You ignored at his clearly fake smile and smiled at the chibi flying around your head and chirping and squealing. It reminded you of a bird!

Maybe... you could just trust your own soulmate?

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"(L/n)-san!!! You are a life saver!" Your coworker moaned while holding onto the table as you finished your drawing.

"Sure."you giggled before signing it. Waiting a few minutes before you saw the puppy slowly coming out of the paper and jumping at the floor, shaking and barking cutely at your coworkers.

You snorted at hearing the sound of tiny hands clapping inside your jacket pocket. Birdbrain. The chibi always encouraging you of using your quirk.

"Thank you so much! My nephew then will get some ideas on what kind of dog he will want!" Your coworker chuckled at the puppy licking their cheek.

"It will be like this for at least four hours, but then they will return to the paper. Dont forget." You warned, allowing your birdbrain to flee as free as he wanted out of your pocket.

You smiled at him, opening your hand for him to sit on it. Such an ass, your soulmate was surely one of the most laziest man around.

It had passed years since he appeared on the bathroom for you. Yet you felt your guts twist in anxiety at only the thought of getting to know the actual male that was your soulmate...

Words of your mother ringed in your earbuds each time and your relationship with your father was no better than before. Now aparently he was trying to rebuild only because he knows he is getting old and needs help...

A strong crashing and sound of people shouting and crying made you break out of your thoughts. It all happened so fast. Endeavour, the top one hero crashed your window and if it wasn't for your chibi you squeaking loudly and pushing you out of the way you were going to get hitted.

A voice from another hero came up and for some reason the feathers of your chibi ruffled up as he widened his gold eyes up before you rushed out of the building along with him.

:we have to get out of here before this collapse on us!" You shouted as bird squeaked along as you helped some coworkers of yours along the way to get out.

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You didn't stay up to watch the fight... you just wanted to get out and go home to where it was safe.

Yet your chibi completely disagree with that as he squeaked, flapped his wings... heck, even threw a chicken wing at your head.

Your birdbrain NEVER would throw a chicken wing away. Never. You come to notice his love for nuggets and other chicken related things like that at a young age, joking about him being a canibal.

You had enough when he just flew past your head when you were going to eat and pushe dyour head while pointing at the winfown

"Fine! You won!" You shouted, glaring at him when he made an action whose was almost shouting hallelujah, before getting out and him flying behind you.

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The night was quite beautiful as you and your chibi walked, him rested on your shoulder as he smiled at looking at you.

It was peaceful before he jumped on his feet, his little wings wide open as his feathers ruffle up. Eyes sharp as a Hawk.

"You're okay? Birdy?" You asked in worry before gasping when he just flew like the speed of light away from you.

"BIRDY!" you shouted, running after him on the path of the park.

Shit! If you lost your chibi then you would never get to meet your soulmate! Tears started to form on your eyes as you searched for your chibi oi the dark of the night.

If you werent so anxious and stupid! You could meet your soulmate even if it wasn't for this stupid fear of having a relationship like your mom had!

Suddenly your heard distant squeaking, recognizing as you almost sobbed in relief and followed the sound. Noticing him flying back to you.

"You bird brain! How much did you wanted to-... to.." you stopped talking immediatly when you saw a tony version of you on his arms, smiling and cuddling up to his chest like it knew him for ages..

You blinked before hearing footsteps coming closer, and when you looked past the chibis your heart jumped before being shooted by an arrow.

The man in front of you, was no other than the actual version of your chibi. The number 2 ranking from the heroes. The man whose was know for being way too fast....

"H-Hawks..." you greeted shakily, not quite believing yet. Sure, your chibi reminded you of Hawks a lot, but... it seemed yet more intimate. More clingy and desperate for affection and actual love... You just put in your head that it was another man, with a similiar quirk and appearance as him.

Well, you were wrong. Hawks was indeed your soulmate.

He let out a chuckle at your gretting. His wide eyes and shock washed away with relief, smugness and... love, actual love on his eyes.

"Since we're soulmates, I guess you should at least call me Keigo..." he mused with a smile, taking his visor off to take a good look at you, frowning when his eyes were at the aim of the scar you had... the one whose mysteriously appeared on your skin many years ago before meeting your chibi.

"How long do you have this?" He asked, you felt your cheeks warming in self conscious at it. You never actually cared when other people asked but with him was another story...

"Since my childhood I guess... It was out of no where." You mumbled in embarrassment yet with a smile, praying mentally taht he take your mumble as a joke.

You widened your eyes when his hold brought you closer to him before he touched his forehead with yours, lovingly golden orbs staring at you with care and not a piece of judgement inside them.

"I like it chickadee." You snorted before a series of giggles escaped your lips at this, hounding quite hilarious that you also named your chibi something bird related.

"Chickadee? Really?" You asked breathless as he let out a raspy chuckle.

"Well, you did called the little fella over there birdbrain. Guess we're mates for life..." he mused with his husky voice as the chibis prefered to watch from afar on a nearby tree.

You smiled at him... somehow.. You just knew it this relationship with him was going to work. You were going to be, as he said, mates for life.

#hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #bnha heroes x reader #bnha fanfiction #hawks #takami keigo #bnha x reader #zuffer writings

[p1nkwitch]

Oohhh may I ask. About your arranged marriage WIP? 👁👁

Boy do i!!!

There is one thing i love and that is Elias being jealouse, cause usually one think oh- Peter should be jealouse to feel lonely.

But not, give this beholding evil bastard a taste of his medicine and make him truly feel it, make him squirm!!! I want him to go politely rabid at someone for trying to steal what is his. Because Peter is, he is the one he marries every time and the one who will ultimately kill him.

So? Arranged marriage, Peter and Elias divorce but this time it is due to an awful, awful fight. Peter leaves to the Tundra and when he comes back his family intercepts him and brings him to Mooreland.

Weeks later Elias finds out that Peter is getting married.

....

To someone else.

Cue absolute madness and fury because how dare they ?! Also its a play on Elias feelings and him accepting that ok, yes he loves Peter and maybe divorcing is not nearly as fun, maybe just maybe he wants to stay togehter and treat him better if it means this never happens again. It is also a way for Peter to be like i am very unhappy, Elias treats me bad sometimes but now i have to marry someone i dont want and i am miserable. Despite everything i love Elias but clearly he doesnt love me back, not enough, which he thought was ok, but hey turns out its really not.

I need to pick back on this onw cause it has a lot of fun things to work with that i love deeply.

“Yes Peter, i know, once you tell me what Nathaniel wanted you can propose again, albeit i would want a dinner first” That's when he notices how he shifts uncomfortably.

“No Elias. I'm not going to be marrying you” It takes a moment to comprehend his words. He swallows down the threatening tone and instead speaks as calmly as if he was in a meeting or talking about the weather.

“Is that so? Who may you be marrying then?” Peter blinks a few times and looks everywhere in the room. If this is an attempt to make him regret the divorce its going to go poorly. This was a very insulting joke.

“My mother and uncle have agreed that I should keep the Lukas line alive, therefore I need a wife. Since we divorced they figured it was the right time for me to settle down. Arrangements have been made already” You could hear a pin drop in the silence that followed that statement.

Elias' face remains unchanged, yet he was currently wishing violent acts against Anna and Nathaniel.

“That is ridiculous, we have fought before, this is not our first divorce, they have no claim over what you do-” Yet Peter shakes his head.

“I-” It takes a few seconds for him to come to a conclusion, because the next words that come out of his mouth make Elias' blood boil. “I am tired of being kicked out everytime you are in a mood. Its lonely, yes, but it is starting to wear me down Elias. I will marry, I just figured you should know by me rather than Simon or my family. I will pick up my stuff from the apartment and… I'm taking Captain with me” The cat.

He is taking the cat.

“No” Peter looks for the first time, rather angry.

“Its my pet, those are my things. I'm picking them up and you won't have to see me ever again, i won't bother you anymore, i won't cause you to flip out for every little thing. Its over Elias. At least i got to go out with my life, im fairly sure i cant say the same about all the other Lukas you fucked over the years” Elias had been holding a pencil, it snaps in half whne he says that.

“How dare you-”

#flurby gets an ask #ahhhhh i love this one!! #i really need to go back to it #i wrote like six pages this feels like it would be a long one

[teddy-feathers]

If I had been born a boy, I'd be a much more violent person.

And I know this because I've always been a violent person but had no support for these things.

My answer when bullied was to get angry. Lash out. I was - to the point Id entered into the rumor mill of the schools in my area - the 'psycho girl who stabbed people with pencils' when they fucked with me which... Happened more after I started doing that.

I pushed past a guy in the hall, he grabbed my bag, i swung my fist around and slammed him in the stretched out shoulder and kept walking.

I LOVED wrestling but could only do it with my cousins without it being 'weird'.

I bit people, actively hit anyone who said they wouldnt hit a girl because by god if i hit you you WILL hit me back dont be a fucking dumbass.

I had a huge chip on my shoulder and a temper with a short fuse - volcanic like my dad, big loud, explosive... And I'm prob fine when I get it out of my system.

Someone said i was dating my best friend. I was furious and KNEW that if i didnt get away from him something bad would happen. The bully followed and i slammed my hand into a wall that i knew would be loud and satisfying because if i didnt i would hit him. He was scared and i was happy.

I told a guy i hated being picked up. I told him if he did it i would bite him. He did. I did. I left marks and only stopped short of taking a chunk because i could tell i could if i wanted and it scared me.

I still threaten people with violence, and i still feel that drive to wrestle with people but its weird because people get ideas. They *like* it and while that may not be because of being born a girl... It certainly shaped how people interact with me and how im forced to consider things.

If id been a guy... Id have been given an outlet for that. Permission in a way. Socially accepted methods of being able to challenge my anger.

But i was never ALLOWED to be angry. Not really. And I was belittled when I was and when I cried I was shamed for it or told I was faking and its easy to see how no one could see my anger - or see it as a reoccurring problem rather than a series of unrelated incidents.

Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe when i threaten to punch people i wouldnt feel the need to actually do it because on some level theyd take the threat seriously if they saw me as a guy.

But then again i probably would have done it more often because i was a guy. Because i actually would have to or be seen as weak.

Kids got into fights a lot. They looked like they were having fun. I was scared yeah but also jealous.

#venting #gender

[chaislatt]

WAYV AS HOGWARTS STUDENTS

QIAN KUN

ravenclaw , head boy, muggleborn

excels in every class he takes

when he first discovered he was magic, he flipped out

he had a matilda episode in his room one night

he was staring intently at his toy planes, wondering how it would be like to fly one someday

then suddenly it just?? levitated??

as an eight year old, he did the only thing he could do in such situations—scream bloody murder

first year : in his newly pressed robes and neatly gelled hair, sat at an empty compartment and started reading his textbooks

until the compartment door opened and a cat just walked over him

“oh sorry, leon doesn’t behave very well” says ten who he did not think would stick around but guess what? his cats liked him

being sorted into ravenclaw, he quickly became famous for being the smartest and wittiest most sensible? wizard of his year

he was especially great at charms got so surprised that there was an incantation to make things float, since all he has been doing is just think it (flitwick got a shock at his first year doing wandless magic)

as he grew older, almost everyone depended on him for help in everything

he couldn’t go a day walking in the corridors without someone asking to meet up at the library or thanking him because they aced their tests

but of course, this little ravenclaw had a limit

he didn’t mean to, but one day he just snapped at a poor gryffindor who kept bugging him to meet at the courtyard to practice spells (everyone finally left him alone, too scared to face the wrath of a wizard who knows all the spells for duelling)

OWLS year—the most memorable year for him, as he and ten spent nights in the library (and sometimes in the kitchen but if anyone asks only ten was in there) studying their bums off

that summer, ten just received a holler from him (surprise! he got all o’s)

naturally, he had been picked for prefect and head boy

the first years LOVED him

he taught them all the secrets to their tower and even handed them a parchment full of riddle answers, because let’s be real, even though you’re a ravenclaw doesn’t necessarily mean you want to use your head all the time

eats at the hufflepuff table because they have better breakfast items

adopted a whole assortment of kids with ten (winwin kinda just sticked around because yangyang was his buddy)

would be the boys’ go to— from pesky spells, ink blotts on their robes, th right grams for mandrake powder, they all depended on him for it

hendery was once asked why he wasn’t scared of him (knowing what happened before)

“he’s not dumb enough to duel someone because they’re bugging him. that’s why he’s in ravenclaw”

overall 9/10. minus one point because he still feels the need to get the last remark in everything.

LI YONGQIN

hufflepuff, pureblood

loves hanging out at the common room

doesn't really care much for grades, but does his best when studying

his housemates call him a sloth

moves so slow, especially in the mornings

likes taking walks along the corridors because it's fun to see other students rush and run to their classes while he walks a leisurely pace

always has his tie loosened

sometimes, he doesn't even tie it, he just wraps it around his collar and hope no one notices everyone does

has a talent for transfiguration

will turn anything into cat snacks

he once turned his homework in kibble and his excuse was "my cat ate it"

befriends all the cats in hogwarts

sometimes he lays down at the courtyard and they all just gather around him

one legendary moment (as lucas likes to call it) was when he was walking down the corrider and a train of cats just followed behind him in a single file

sweet wizard boy, befriends humans as well

he's so likeable, everyone just feels drawn to him

has this laidback energy that feels like a breath of fresh air when things get hectic in the castle

speaking of fresh air

he likes to stroll around outside, most of the time dragging yangyang and winwin out with him

"winwin could use the fresh air and your voice doesn't echo" - ten to yangyang

his sister is friends with yangyang's sister, so growing up he kind of babysat the three whenever their families would be together

he didn't imagine that it would continue during school, but poor winwin looked like he just wanted to get his head bitten off

despite having a lot of friends, he sticks with kun most of the time because he's not as chatty when he's focused (and kun is focused all the time so)

his favourite thing to do anywhere is lay down on his back and play with his wand, sending wisps of magic swirling around in the air, creating beautiful artwork

received pencils and a notebook from kun so he could just draw because "your magic might hit someone and i do not want to be involved with any of that"

doodles all the time

he likes to draw butterflies and magic them off of the paper and makes them follow his friends around

doesn't really say much when no one's talking to him, but will keep the conversation going casually

wanted to become a prefect so he could have his own bathroom

would patrol around at night with his cats (hendery jokes how he looks like filch and now he takes his filch impersonation seriously)

when catching students, he makes obvious remarks like "oh wow good to know that there aren't any gryffindors in this corridor! it would be an awful hassle to report them. good thing everyone's in their chambers!"

very lenient on students he doesn't know, but will threaten those he does and ask for something in return

accidentally gave yangyang the idea of becoming a prefect so he needn't have to worry at night

also accidentally gives yangyang dare ideas to give to hendery

he doesn't mean it! most of the time

overall 10/10. everything is cancelled out by the fact that he goes around the castle with atleast 2 cats following him around.

DONG SICHENG

slytherin, pureblood

mr frowns-a-lot, mr don’t-talk-to-me, mr i-want-to-go-back-to-my-dorm

the most stereotyped slytherin

first years believe that slytherins are scary because of him (but they immediately get debunked by hendery “you’re scared of a tall dude who gets tired from talking and likes to eat chocolate? yeah okay”)

but yes this not so little bean finds talking draining

it’s not that he doesn’t want to, but why would he have to talk about his day when as far as he knows, everyone just did the same thing he did??

you can barely get a sentence out of him

will reply with nods or shrugs and just point or look at things

only talks during class when the professors ask him questions

yangyang bugs him the most

when he got assigned to take care of this chatty, full of energy first year he almost cried

ended up just following him around and yanking the back of his robes to stop him from getting into trouble

because of this, yangyang’s friend are his friends

first got introduced to xiaojun, lucas, and hendery

ended up becoming a babysitter for four

when he met ten, he almost cried again, but now out of happiness  because he got yangyang to shut up

met kun last, and immediately took a liking to him for no reason at all

no one knows how, but suddenly mr-i-dont-want-to-do-anything started getting more mischievous and talkative

the whole hall got surprised when he laughed at lucas’ lame joke

this may be an exaggeration but the boy doesn’t even smile

after this incident, lucas just kept talking to him and he just kept replying, and pretty soon the four little troublemakers would joke around with him and he’d just sit back with kun and ten when he got too tired

this made him attractive

but unlike lucas who got confessed to everyday, there was no one who confessed to him

he didn’t really talk to anyone else and just minded his own business when he was alone, so everyone was too scared to confess to him

which is a huge relief to him because the not so little bean is actually very awkward

proven when hendery accepted yangyang’s dare of going right up in winwin’s face omygod when i tell you his whole face turned red

he avoided hendery for a week until he realized it was too hard since they have most of their classes together??

speaking of classes, it’s a miracle how he just passes everything since no one actually ever sees him studying or doing homework

it’s like everything he does is magic well

overall 7/10. doesn’t really try that much and will only voluntarily hang out with kun.

HUANG XUXI

hufflepuff, halfblood

was tiny, like a little bug

no one knows when he got so tall (summer of second year, he had to buy new robes for third year because they were already too short)

spends breakfast half awake, focusing on eating his meal and listening to yangyang complain about how hard his transfiguration classes yesterday were

he’s never around for dinner because he’s always at the pitch and no one has the energy to talk to yangyang in the mornings so he’s the poor guy

everyone loves him, no one can find a single thing to hate about him even if they tried

loves care for magical creatures with hagrid (he measures his height with the half-giant)

other classes? not so much

sure he tried a little bit, but why would he need to transfigure something into a pen when he could just look for one, and why would he need to concoct a drowsiness potion if he can just will himself to sleep

speaking of sleep, he does that a lot

he likes to wait for xiaojun during fourth period because they had arithmancy next, and he would lean against the corridor and sleep

learned how to sleep hunched over so it looked like he was focusing on class (begs whoever he’s sitting with to wake him up)

why does he do this?

“i’m saving up my energy for later”

he’s a quidditch beast

part of the quidditch team, originally tried out for seeker but they realized he couldn’t go fast enough without loosing his balance on his broom

he switched to being a beater, which the team found out he was very good at aha great power comes with great biceps

everyone falls in love with him when he’s on the pitch

he looks big and scary and ultra focused

and they realized after 3 games that he focuses so much because he aims the bludger to hit the player’s upper thigh only (this prevents player from taking a fall and just bruise, not break a bone)

once he accidentally sent his bludger flying too hard and knocked the chaser off, but he was faster than the seeker and caught them (followed the poor chaser for a week saying sorry and giving them semi burnt cookies he made with xiaojun)

gets confessed to every other day and just says “thanks”

but why don’t you ever reject them? 

why deny that i’m handsome?

that makes no sense

as with rejecting them! 

but truly is an angel

he even got winwin to actually converse with him

he makes everyone feel comfortable, talks to everyone and just hangs around when they don’t want to, offering company

overall 10/10. his cockiness about his looks just makes him endearing since everyone knows he can’t break someone’s heart.

XIAO DEJUN

ravenclaw, halfblood

kun’s reincarnation

but there’s one problem

he’s still immature

you would think he’s the prime example of a ravenclaw

practices his passions all the time

likes doing brain-productive things

reads about anything he finds interesting

goes in and out of their tower because he thinks solving the riddles is fun

but ho ho ho oh oh no

he’s a little devil

makes snarky comebacks under his breath that takes a little bit for you to understand

makes things harder on purpose just for fun and because he’ll be the only one able to do it

has a joke for EVERYTHING and never repeats them so i guess he can get away with that

he’s a little menace to the society but he can get away with it because it’s all just minor inconveniences

but we all know minor inconveniences are the most annoying things

likes to annoy kun the most because he understands and reacts immediately

doesn’t like to annoy the hufflepuffs because they just smile at him in confusion

despite that, he’s also a little sweetheart

remembers everything his friends say, so he’s always there to remind them

reminds kun about a test he has to retake, ten about his changing patrolling schedule, winwin’s meeting with a professor, lucas’ need to polish his broom after dinner, hendery’s homework, and yangyang about that incoming howler from his parents

when he realized he’s such a great asset, he became a bit nosy too

likes to meddle with all of his friends’ business

so if someone wants to find any of the six, he can tell you a vague description where they are

because of course he’s not gonna tell you lucas is by the lake practicing his swinging, he’s gonna tell you he’s brushing up on his quidditch skills so you’d go running to the pitch

this way he’s not technically doing anything wrong to both parties

one day, kun asks why he likes doing this

“it makes me feel like a king maker. feeding things into their tiny brains and knowing exactly what they’ll be doing”

“that’s not exactly what a king maker does”

“yeah but does it look like i want them to be more powerful than me?”

co-parents a dog with lucas

aka lucas asked him to take care of bella while he’s in practice but he forgot to take her back with him for 2 days so now bella thinks she lives in the ravenclaw tower too

does random errands for his friends as a way of apologizing (but really just as a leverage so he can cause more trouble)

his ultimate goal was to brainwash everyone so they couldn’t live without him and he succeeded????

now they’re the receiving end of all the sermons his professors give him (you wouldn’t expect it, but he causes quite a ruckus in class)

but still, at the end of the day, they choose to sit next to him at the ravenclaw table during dinner

overall 7/10. he’s annoying, but he’s good at everything he does and helps his friends out in different ways. which makes him more annoying because why? why not

HUANG GUANHENG

gryffindor, muggleborn

does not understand magic. like at all

the only reason he’s still managing is because he refuses to be beaten by xiaojun

he doesn’t know why he’s in gryffindor but anyone who’s ever met him can vouch for the sorting hat

he’s courageous in the way he faces learning magic (it won’t hurt me, i’m magic) he's brave to speak up to anyone and ask for help when he needs it, and most of all, he has the nerve to get right into winwin’s face

surprisingly good at harder spells than that of his year level, so he’s in a few higher level classes

the reason being he wants to save face when with upperclassmen so he actually focuses real hard and actually understands 

because when he’s with his friends, his mind goes wandering and he can’t focus his magic 

a very strange wizard indeed

imagine getting help from xiaojun to levitate a piece of parchment but can explain to ten how to brew an advanced potion

he’s very confident in his abilities

why would he be nervous to stay after curfew??

if filch catches you

then don’t i just have to avoid him??

but has realistic fears

will not go near a broom

yeah okay the broom can fly, but can he?? he can’t even levitate a piece of parchment, how can he levitate himself?

also very practical

lucas kept struggling since he kept spilling his ink pot so he handed him a pen

“dude i forgot these existed!” “who writes with feathers??”

the most laid back yet extra ordinary wizard ever

you can start a conversation with him and he can keep it going for hours on end

very friendly, will talk to anyone but the downside to this is that he talks to everyone like they’re his friends asdkjshjkd even mcgonagall

overall 7/10. uses magic to solve trivial muggle things and still makes bets with yangyang up to this day.

LIU YANGYANG

slytherin, pureblood

a force to be reckoned with

spend a day with him and your ears will bleed

why?? does?? he?? talk?? so?? much??

his friends always complain but everyone else in the castle can’t see why

in the eyes of a stranger, he’s actually cold and reserved, hard to approach

but if you actually knew him

oh boy you’d want to not

can talk for hours

he and hendery wanted to know just how long he could talk

so they timed it

talked for 9 hours straight, no one knows how they managed

good thing this talking is actually useful

he likes to recite during class, always has a lengthy explanation for his answers

people aren’t the only one he talks to

he talks to the ghosts and to the paintings, greeting them a lovely day or whatever

besides talking, he also has another passion–quidditch

he plays as chaser for his house, often times taking his time to freshen up, so he goes back at about midnight during thursdays

good thing ten patrols during thursdays

speaking of ten, he’s been a brother figure for him all his life

so when he was introduced to winwin, he got so excited because he had another brother

by the end of the night, fourth year winwin knew everything about first year yangyang

he loooves his buddy

tries to do everything with winwin but he doesn’t let him

despite being too much to handle, winwin actually likes him too (but don’t let yangyang know)

likes to do dumb dares with hendery

isn’t really into pranking and getting all up into other’s business, so they manage their mischief between the two of them

and the whole of hogwarts just enjoys and guesses which of the two would be the one running around the great hall in their pajamas

yangyang actually encourages his fellow slytherins to stop sticking among themselves

mostly because he’s tired of them bugging him to “go ask your gryffindor friend if there’s homework on-”

at the end of the day, all his slytherin friends have been adopted by ten, took a liking to kun, and watches lucas, xiaojun and hendery fool around for entertainment

that being said, he loves his friends

thankful that he has classes with at least one of them for all his classes

all his professors have learned to sit him next to them, otherwise he’ll just slack off and stare into oblivion

he’s actually more productive when he has someone to remind him to be

okay maybe sitting him next to hendery wouldn’t result to school productivity

overall 9/10. it would be an 8 but he actually does acknowledge he talks too much.

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[miraculous-anna]

Opposite Day (Or DuPont’s Worst Nightmare) Part 2: electric boogaloo

Hello Everyone!! The title is a joke, i promise! I saw a chance, and i took it lol. Anyway, In this part, we’ll be focusing on Lila a little bit, and the class focusing on everything Marinette said to them, and having a couple heart to hearts :) Just an FYI, the taglist is still open! And if you wanna be tagged, send me an ask and i’ll put you on the list! 

Just a tip lmao: To really get a feel on how i interpret the mood of this chapter i recommend listening to this piano cover of knee socks by Arctic Monkeys, it made me cry :,)

Okay, on to the story! 

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Footsteps echoed through the halls of DuPont Highschool, going straight towards the bathrooms. I have to make this right! She has to still be there! I have to apologize, come clean, tell her I’m sorry. I didn’t want it to go this far. But i was too stubborn, I let it get out of hand.  

Lila raced to the bathroom, only find it was empty. “Dammit! Of course it’s empty!” She cursed, closing the door and going back down the hallway. Lila grabbed her phone, checking the time, and decided on another idea. Perfect, I can’t back out of it this way. 

 Lila ran towards the library, her backpack slung over her shoulders. Finding a table in the library, Lila sat down, and dug out her notebook. Picking out a pencil, she flipped open a page and got to writing. I have to explain, I need her to understand, and fast. 

After a good 30 minutes of writing, Lila grabbed her things, racing towards the front of the school. Sprinting down the steps, she ran toward the cross walk to get to the side of the road, and after looking both ways, ran towards a very familiar and well known building. With determination in her eyes, She pushed open the door, hearing the bell jingle, alerting an older woman of her presence. The older woman smiled, and greeted her. Lila noticed the bakery was very empty at the moment. 

“How can i help you, dear?” The woman asked, walking away from the counter. Lila took that as a sign to walk towards her. Walking up to her, with around 6ft between them, Lila took a deep breath.

Suddenly feeling nervous, her mouth goes dry. “Uhm, excuse me..” Lila’s words got caught in throat before the guilt came crawling back in waves. She swallowed, and repeated herself. “Excuse me, ma’am? I.. I need to speak to you.” The woman tilts her head in confusion, a smile still present on her face. “Well, of course, what is it? I’m Sabine, by the way.” 

Lila would be lying if she said she wasn’t shocked that Sabine, Marinette’s mother, didn’t recognize her. Surely, Marinette had told her parents about Lila? Just how much was she keeping to herself? 

With a shake of her head, Lila decided to say her name. “I’m Lila, Marinette’s..” Lila cleared her throat. “Uhm.. Marinette’s classmate. I need you to give this to her, later tonight. Please, after school is over, and she’s home.” Handing a letter to her, Lila balled her fists at her sides. Straightening her posture, Lila looked Sabine in the eyes, and said, as confident as she could manage, “I made some mistakes, and my apology is in that letter. I need her to read it at exactly the right moment. Your daughter didn’t deserve any of the things that happened. I’d appreciate it, if you’d comply with my request.” Finishing her plead, Lila took a deep breath, and blinked repeatedly to rid of the tears, and the burning sensation behind her eyelids. 

“Of course! I’ll give this to her tonight. I’m glad you’re coming clean, Lila. It’s very mature of you. Would you like something from the bakery?” Sabine tucked the letter away in her apron, and gestured towards the glass cases showing the baked goods they had on display.”Uh,” Lila started, reaching into her pocket. Feeling her money pouch with her allowance she kept hid, She nodded her head. “Yes, please. Question, though.” 

‘Yes, Lila?” Sabine asked, smiling again. “Which ones did Marinette make?” Lila scanned the room, searching for the macaroons the baker’s daughter was famous among the class for bringing. Sabine pointed towards different colored macaroons and chocolate covered croissants in a display cased with a sign on it called, “Marinette’s specialty baked sweets!”

Pulling out her pouch, Lila remembered just how much was in the pouch, and asked for as much as what was in there could get her. Sabine looked shocked, once again. “Are you sure, this is a lot.” Nodding her head, Lila pleaded for the second time that day. “Please, please make sure that money reaches Marinette. Consider this apart of my apology. It’s the least I could do, honestly.” Nodding her head, Sabine accepted the money, and assured the girl the money would reach her daughter. 

Leaving the bakery with goods in hand(s), Lila sighed, hoping her plan would work. I just hope I don’t try to back out of this when i’m back to normal, I can’t afford to. 

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Sighing, Alya scratched her head. Nino looked over at her, “Something wrong, Alya?” Messing with her hair, Alya groaned, “No, Nino, everything’s peachy!” “Sorry, Alys, dumb question.” Nino said, sheepishly. “It’s fine, i just can’t stop thinking about everything Marinette said.” Alya confessed, alerting the rest of the class. “Honestly, none of us can. What she said really hurt, but she did bring up a few good points.”�� 

“Oh, really? Like what, Nino?” Alya glared, crossing her arms. “Well, We did ignore her for the past month in favor of Lila...” Rose pitched in, sadly. “Yeah, and she doesn’t like Adrien, definitely. I’ve been hanging out with him all month, frequently, and she hasn’t talked, texted, even seen Adrien all month.” Nino explained, He shrugged, “ He even complained how everyone but Marinette talks to him. He says he doesn’t know what he did, but he thinks she’s been avoiding him.” 

“Where is he, anyway?” Alix asked, noticing the resident “sunshine boy” wasn’t present. “It IS lunchtime, Alix. His dad probably wanted him home or something.” Ivan replied, shrugging his shoulders. Alya placed her head in her hands, clearly frustrated. “I don’t get it. Am I a tabloid reporter? Surely, everything Lila says is the truth! She wouldn’t lie like that.” Mostly everyone was murmuring among themselves, mostly agreeing with her. 

“If you think Lila wouldn’t lie, then what about Marinette?” 

Silence. Alya surveyed the room. Who had said that? She spotted Nathaniel in the back, staring right at her. He spoke again. “Why is Marinette different then Lila? We’ve known her longer  than Lila, she’s never given us reason to doubt her before, and Marinette hates liars just as much as Ladybug hates Hawkmoth.” Nathaniel continued to stare right at Alya, knowing she was one of the main accusers, if not the only one. “Well, you know Marinette acts crazy and kinda stalker-like when she gets jealous-” Alya tried to explain. 

“But who is she jealous of? You heard her scream it right in your face. She isn’t jealous of Lila, so yeah, Alya, why would Marinette lie? Did you even check if Lila was telling the truth?” Alix, of all people had decided to speak up. She narrowed her eyes at Alya, deciding to perch like a gargoyle on her desk. Everyone had to admit, it was slightly intimidating.

“Alix? Why are you defending her? I mean, we get Nathaniel, he liked her at one point, but you?” Kim asked, shocked, and very confused. "Because I realized Lila's lies were hurting Marinette a couple weeks ago. Dont you remember? I stopped hanging out with the girls whenever Lila was there." Alix explained, rolling her eyes. Before anyone could say anything to Alix, someone walked in.

In all her glory, there stood Lila.

The class was silent, as they watched her walk to the middle of the room. "I need to speak to all of you, and it's important that you listen to what I have to say while my personality is reversed."

Everyone murmured in shock. Lila knew she was acting different? Everyone quieted back down, and Lila started speaking again. "Over the past month, since I came back, I've been lying to you all. I said that I did all these great things, met all these people, went places. But I lied."

Lila spoke before anyone could say anything in response. "Before you assume why I did these things, I want you to know, that I didn't do them cause I wanted friends, its an entirely different reason that I'm not gonna tell you, until I tell Marinette, cause she deserves to know the truth first. After everything I've done," Lila continued her monologue, taking a deep breath. "Of course, it still doesn't excuse my actions for lying, but one thing I don't get, is why you all believed me. I've been to 5 different schools, counting this one, and none of them except you ever believed my lies. I don't get it."

“Well, we accept your apology Lila. We’re glad you came clean.” Alya spoke up, finally. It was clear she was taking this whole thing the hardest. “Wait, then we really did hate Marinette for no reason!” Mylene cried, her hands flying up to her mouth. Rose gasped, and teared up. “You’re right, oh no..” Juleka hugged Rose, who was now crying. 

“I don’t get that either. Yes, I was hard on her, but i never expected you to believe Marinette, the class president, the goody-two-shoes of this school would bully me.” Lila spoke up again. “At least you know what you did.” 

And with that, she left. Where, no one knew.

“We have to apologize to her. Immediately.” Alya cried, running out of the classroom, desperate to find her ex-best friend. The girls of the class ran after her, minus Alix. “You guys can apologize to her once the girls are done. I feel like bombarding her at once will be a bad idea. The girls ran out before I could say anything to them.” Alix sighed, jumping down from her desk. Holding her hands behind her head, she walked out with Nathaniel beside her. 

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Arriving at the bakery, Alya opened the bakery door, and the rest of the girls present followed after. “Mlle. Cheng! Where’s Marinette? We need to speak to her, like right now!” Alya pleaded, her words coming out in a frenzy, and very rushed. Sabine looked slightly shocked, and surprised. “I’m afraid Marinette hasn’t been home since this morning, girls. She told me she wasn’t going to be home for lunch because she was meeting up with a friend of hers. I’m sorry, girls.” Sabine gave them a pitying look, turning away to tend to the customer in front of her. “Dammit! Where could she be?” Alya groaned, leaving the bakery with everyone following behind her. “Who knows? Wait, she mentioned a friend?” Rose asked. Everyone nodded, before Rose turned to Juleka. “What about your brother?! They’re friends, aren’t they? You did mention they hang out a lot!” Rose squealed excitedly, as Juleka nodded. Alya grabbed Rose’s shoulders and shook them excitedly, exclaiming, “Rose! You’re a genius!” 

“Look! It’s Ladybug!” A bystander cried, pointing to the sky. Everyone watched in admiration and awe as the spotted heroine swung over the city, her feline partner not far behind her. 

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[wienerbarnes]

Telephone Line

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,449

Warnings: pretty sad ngl but not angst, mentions of death, mentions of cancer, these warnings sound bad but i promise its just kinda sad lol

A/N: ngl even i dont know where this came from lol but ill prob make a pt 2? if the idea i have strikes enough material for another part. enjoy anyways tho!

MAIN MASTERLIST

A deep orange hue shines through the cracks of his blinds as Bucky looks at the new shiny exterior of his new iPhone. Being too reckless on a mission led him to a cell phone cracked in two, resulting in him having to spend four hours at the Apple store all the way in Manhattan, quite a ways away from his apartment upstate.

Low trumpets flow softly through the speakers of his record player, a bold blue box that Sharon gifted him this year for his birthday. He hums to Marvin Gaye as he goes through the device in front of him, setting up account after account, typing in password after password. Gaye was a few decades after his time, but he won’t let it show in front of Sam how much he enjoys his music. 

He downloads the mindless puzzle games he had on his previous phone and is thankful that the contacts that were in his old phone were able to be transferred for him. 

He locks the phone and sets it aside before taking out the small sketchbook from the drawer in his desk. He also grabs a pencil from the cup sitting on the corner of the wood and flips his book open to a fresh page. A new hobby Bucky’s picked up since Steve’s passing. 

His real passing. Not the one everyone sold to the world in order for him to live the rest of his life in peace in a cabin far away, probably crowded in trees and flowers; perhaps the house is where a rainbow begins or where the sky rains golden droplets. Bucky wouldn’t know, he never visited after seeing Steve as an old man after he returned the stones. 

There wasn’t anger; Bucky and Steve spoke about his plans before he left and Bucky was happy for him, he was finally getting the life he deserved after so much time spent doing the “right” thing, and not what he wanted. It was a situation of feeling… weird and awkward around this new Steve. It was a completely different Steve with different experiences, different memories. A family. Kids and grandkids and great-grandkids. Photos probably hung on the walls of the house of people he wouldn’t recognize. He always wondered what happened to him in Steve's timeline. In other words, he wonders if Steve rescued him from Hydra and spared him the eighty years of torture. He wonders if there’s any pictures of him in Steve’s house. For Bucky, it became, “I’ll go visit him another day,” until, well, there weren’t any more chances. 

A sketch of what he can remember Times Square to look like from this afternoon appears on the paper. Rough lines shaping out tall buildings and people, small squares to outline the pavement, bigger boxes to indicate the shapes of the numerous cars that filled the area. He reaches for his box of colored pencils in the side-drawer of the desk when the generic ringtone of his new phone belts out loudly.

A number that isn’t saved into his phone appears on the screen. A Brooklyn area code. Maybe all the contacts didn’t transfer themselves.

“Hello,” Bucky answers after swiping his right pointer finger along the slide bar.

A hitch of feminine breath is heard before a few seconds of silence, before the three beeps signaling the caller hung up. Probably an accident.

Bucky goes to pick up his pencil again before the tone is heard once more, the same number on the screen. An eyebrow quirks upwards and he answers the phone again.

“...Hello?” Bucky says once more. Again, he’s met with silence before being hung up on. Maybe not an accident, maybe a prank caller. I’ve had the phone for maybe six minutes and this is already happening.

The same number calls for a third time and Bucky debates even answering this time. He lets it ring three times before answering.

“Hello?” He asks, met with silence. “Listen, I’m not in the mood for prank callers, so if you don’t mind-”

“Who is this?” A quiet feminine voice finally answers through the speaker against his ear.

“Who is- What do you mean who is this? Lady, you called me first!” Bucky responds, already exasperated with the conversation.

“How did you get this phone number?” She asks, voice shakier than the first time she spoke.

“I got a new phone and they gave it to me? How else do you get phone numbers?”

“No, no, no. You don’t understand. This-this is my husband's number. It can’t be your new number!” The woman responds, voice cracking this time.

“Okay, okay, hey, relax. Maybe there was a mistake? Maybe your husband received a different phone number?” Bucky offers, not really wanting to play Tech Support as he draws to wind down his day before dinner.

“No! There wasn’t a mistake, my-my husband is dead! This was his phone number and-and-and I call it everyday once I-I get out of work! How did you get this number, why did they give his away?!” Pants and shaky breaths are heard between almost every other word as you start audibly crying on the phone.

Bucky’s eyes widen, not expecting that explanation. Great, a fruit gave away her husband to me.

“Hey, okay, take a breath.” Bucky suggests, and waits for her breathing to become a little more regular before continuing. “I’m sorry they gave me your husband’s number, it was randomly selected. I mean, I hope it wasn’t the last thing you had of his voice?” Bucky tries to offer.

“Of course it’s not,” You reply, voice sounding calmer now. “I just wasn’t expecting them to give away his number like that, it stayed for a few weeks so I thought,” a humorless chuckle, “I thought they’d let me keep it.”

“I’m really sorry about your husband. I, uh,” Bucky hesitates, questioning if he should be telling this emotionally unstable widow about his personal life, but continues anyway, “I recently lost someone important to me, as well. My best friend.” Bucky confesses, fingers toying with the circular edge of the back of the colored pencil.

A pause, “Can you tell me about him?”

“He, um, was a good guy. Real selfless. He was uh,” Bucky thinks of how to talk about Steve without actually leading to the fact that he’s talking about the former Captain America, “He was a bit older than me, and he passed away from health problems. Heart problems.” Bucky comes up, technically not a lie, his heart did stop when he died.

A small sniffle, “My husband passed away from lung cancer. The doctors told me there was no other hope for him; he needed a machine to help him breathe and a bunch of tubes in him to help him do everything else. So I asked the doctors to just…” You trail off.

A sudden deep sigh escapes her, the raspiness of her voice heard through the speaker and flows into his ear, “Sorry, I probably sound like a crazy person right now, calling her dead husband everyday just to hear his seven second voicemail.” You apologize, another humorless laugh following your words. 

“I don’t think you’re crazy. I think you’re just trying to cope the best way you can. You miss him.” Bucky objects, still toying with the purple colored pencil in his hand.

“Um, yea.” You respond, probably not even expecting Bucky to actually listen to your rambling.

“What’s your name?” You ask.

“James.”

“Of course it is,” You mumble, eyes closing on the other side of the call.

“What was that?” 

“I said, of course it is. That was my husband’s name, too.”

A sympathetic smile pulls at his mouth, even though you can’t see it.

“Listen, if you even want to call again, I don’t mind. I can either listen in silence, or we can talk, or, whatever you want. It’s okay.”

“Thanks, James. That’s nice of you.” You say, voice watery, but Bucky doesn’t mention it.

“I’ll, uh, let you go, James. Sorry for any bother.” He can tell you’re struggling to hold back tears with the way your voice is straining.

“No bother at all. Have a good rest of your night, okay?” Bucky bids her, hoping she will, but accepting that there’s a good chance this poor woman will be in tears for the rest of her evening.

“You, too.”

A couple seconds of silence follow before the call ends. Bucky sighs, locking his phone once more. He picks up the pencil in front of him, ignoring the small tremor in his fingers, and presses the pencil to the paper.

He thinks about her for the rest of the night.

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Doyenne ~ Part 6

Warnings: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Summary: Tommy needs help from one of Birmingham’s most powerful underground gangs, the Hemlock Angels. Little does he know, he’s not the king of Birmingham after all.

Warnings: SMUT (kinda Dom!Tommy but not really?, unprotected sex), mentions of death and violence

Word Count: 3081

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“We are at war," You announced to the room full of Angels, all of whom had gathered at a moment's notice. An uneasy murmur rippled over the crowd of men and women alike, all eyes on you for further explanation. This was when you hated being a leader of a group like this. It reminded you that you were part of a criminal organization, no matter how much you denied that reality to yourself. But when people are kidnapped and murdered and you can’t do anything legally about it, it reminds you that this is something that needs to be taken care of yourself. But you had to be strong, be the leader. 

"Yesterday morning, Darby Sabini, the night club owner, and his men were responsible for the kidnapping of myself, Jameson Smith, and Brandon Kipper directly following their release from prison. While I was able to get out, Jameson and Brandon were brutally murdered, tied and shot in the back of the head.”

You inhaled a shaky, betraying breath, fingers gripping the bar behind you tightly as the vivid memories of their bodies clouded your thoughts, “You all know that I value transparency with all of you. So to tell you honestly, we unknowingly came into possession of some information pertaining to Sabini’s business. We had no idea that he had anything to do with anything but nonetheless they saw a threat and they acted on it. As a result, Jameson and Brandon are dead. I know this is a hard hit for us. They were well loved but unfortunately this is a horrible reality of this job. Nonetheless, what happened to them was unacceptable and will not be tolerated. We will be retaliating against Sabini. I’ll be assigning a task force to burn his most successful club, located in London, to the ground. It will be a loss of hundreds of thousands of pounds. He has no idea that we exist as a group and hopefully, it will stay that way. This will be a lowkey, covert operation and those who take part will be compensated handsomely for it. We won’t kill him but we will destroy him.” 

Finally, you found the strength to begin looking people in the eye, now that everyone had accepted the loss and was intent on hearing your plan. That is, until you locked eyes with a familiar pair of icy blue orbs that were not supposed to be there. Thomas Shelby stood in the back, leaning against the carved rock wall patiently while you spoke.  The only indication to him that you even knew of his presence was the slightest hitch in your breath at the contact to which he returned with a barely detectable nod of acknowledgement. What the hell is he doing here? "l will be selecting those I’d like to participate and informing you individually. Thank you all for coming." 

After a nod of permission from you, the crowd dispersed and you retreated to your office in the back and pulled out a drawer from your desk, flipping through the files. Each person who worked for you had a file. Name, address, description, family memories, criminal records, and any other note you had written down (and most of them had many). You prided yourself on how well you knew everyone, whether or not they were aware of it. 

But you were looking for two things in particular. First off, Jameson and Brandon’s files. You needed their addresses to inform their widows themselves of the tragedy that had unfolded. Just the thought of it made your heart wrench and when you finally found their files, you couldn’t bring yourself to open them yet. Instead, you dove into your next search- 

“That was a riveting speech.” Thomas stood in the opened door to your office. 

“What the hell are you doing here?” You asked, looking up from the papers sprawled across your desk. 

He slowly strutted into the room, closing the door behind him, “I came to check on you. Make sure you were alright.” It took all your power to keep a steady face. Now that you’d had a day away from him to clear your thoughts, you were no longer clouded by lust or whatever it was that was affecting your judgement the other night with him. 

“Well thank you very much, Mr. Shelby, but I’m quite alright. And while we’re at it, I’d like to thank you for coming to the rescue the other night but I’m quite capable of taking care of myself.” You tried to sound professional but there was a little more venom behind your words than you’d intended. 

He lifted his hands ever so slightly in defense, “I never said you weren’t. But I was also able to walk right past all your men on the way in here.” 

You slammed your hand on the table and stood up, “Who the hell do you think you are? A week ago you were threatening me, couldn’t stand me. A few days ago, you’re breaking me out of Sabini’s and insisting that I stay the night with you. And now, you’ve crashed a meeting to come and make sure I’m okay. Do you know who I am? Do you know what I do? I am no incompetent little girl, Thomas. I’m a fucking boss, the head of a God damn underground empire. I may not flex my power to the world like you men who feel the need to overcompensate for what you lack in your pants with public brute force but believe me when I say that I have every power to destroy Sabini or anyone else that gets in my way if I so choose.” 

The threat was clear in your words that ‘anyone else’ meant Thomas and he picked up on that very clearly but he had never been one to let anyone talk to him like that and he was not about to start with you. "Look," he pointed a finger at you, his voice low and angry, "I came to help you as a fucking favor but dont worry, it won't happen again, your highness." 

Your blood boiled although you knew logically you'd snapped first but who was he to act like this?! "Did you actually need something,  Mr. Shelby, or did you just come to prove some point?" You sat back down and picked up a random file, not actually reading it but just trying to look like you were too busy for this stupid interraction with him. Images of all the ways you could make him disappear ran through your mind. Showing him your little business could have been a mistake, especially if he'd abuse it by sneaking into your private meetings,  but it was one that would be easily remedied by an untimely, unplanned (for all legal purposes) tragedy. 

Tommy took several steps towards you, until his finger tips grazed the top on your desk and thighs were flush against the wood. He looked down on you, a slight sneer that felt like he was looking down on you, something that he hadn't done since your first meeting. "You're not nearly as in control as you think you are," he told you, "Maybe in control of the situation, yes, but not of yourself. This tough, calm, cool, in control front you put up is nothing more than a facade and I call your bluff." 

 You watched with your voice stuck in your throat as he came around your desk and leaned down to grip the arm rests of your chair, pinning you in and leaning down almost to the point where your noses touched, "The only question is," Tommy continued, his eyebrow flickering upwards, "why are you falling apart?" 

From this close, his scent- whiskey, cigarette smoke, and some unnamable (most likely expensive) cologne - was engulfing you, overwhelming your senses and making you unable to formulate a coherent sentence so you chose to not speak for a moment in favor of returning his cocky scrutinizing gaze with ocular daggers. 

And then a sudden primal version of you seemed to escape the chained prison within your heart, the prison in which you stored away your vulnerability, and you leaned forward, nearly closing the gap between the two of you. "Are we gonna fuck or are you gonna just keep playing games?" 

The words would have shocked you if you weren't in such a state of emotional overload after the events of the last few days but you were and the filthy words left your lips without an ounce of hesitation. 

Internally, Tommy was taken aback by your sudden exclamation but he was also smirking inside like a cocky teenager. He honestly wasn't sure what he was hoping for coming in here and the uncertainty of his own emotions made him angry and uncomfortable but all he knew is that some invisible force- call it whatever you will, the universe, fate, God- pulled him to see you at that exact time and place. The meeting and speech had come as a surprise to him but he found it surprisingly easy to slip in relatively unnoticed, blending in with the background. That had further complicated his lack of plan, lack of goal. But now you were here, pinned under his arms with an angry glare and almost threatening him to fuck you. Tommy would be lying if he said he hadn't secretly hoped some version of this scenario would come to fruition. 

Without another word, barely with a beat after your words, Tommy reached down with his large hands and cupped your face, pulling your face to his and smashing your lips together. The force of this kiss was powerful and ignited your entire body. You pushed yourself up off the chair, gripping his biceps as leverage to stand from the awkward angle but your fingers soon ran across the close shaved hair of his head, disappointed that there wasn't much to pull on but reveling in the softness of his short hair that contrasted the rest of his often surly personality. 

One hand found a home on the back of his neck, pulling him closer into your lips, while the other gripped his black jacket tightly. His lips were slightly chapped but still soft enough to not be unpleasant and he tasted much like he smelled, the ghosts of whiskey and ash dancing on his breath.

Tommy's hands gripped your hips tightly and shuffled your body back blindly until your ass hit the table. You grappled behind you blindly, shoving papers and pencils aside to make room for your body. His palm slipped down to cup your ass and he squeezed tightly, helping you as you slid yourself to sit on the dark cherry wood desk. You finally broke away from the kiss, an absolute feral wreck. It had been so long since you'd kissed anyone, let alone had sex with anyone. Two long years to be exact of loneliness and unfulfillment. It wasn't that you needed a man but boy were they fun to have at times. 

You gripped the lapel of his deep black jacket and shrugged it off his shoulders, allowing it to fall onto the wine colored rug. He only bore his white button up, tie, and suspenders and holy fuck did he wear it well. 

Tommy made quick work of the top four buttons of your dress and shoved the fabric of your bra aside so he could assault your breasts. He was far from gentle as he raked his teeth over your sensitive skin before sinking them in. You gasped at the mixture of pain and pleasure, pulling his longer hair when he did. He kneaded the neglected breast firmly as he rolled the delicate bud of the other between his teeth, teasing it with his tongue between nibbles. 

You pulled his mouth back up to yours by his hair and as your lips crashed together once again, you grabbed his ass and pulled him closer to your core. Tommy's breath hitched and he moaned out quietly when he bulging erection came into contact with your barely clothed core. 

The plan was to tease him, make him think he was in control at first but show him who the real boss was. Your hands traveled around the front and you nimbly undid his belt buckle, wiggling his pants and underwear down just enough to reveal his large erection. 

God, it had been so long since you'd been in this position you were almost scared you didn't know what you were doing but muscle memory took over and you carefully took his cock his your hand and pumped him a few times before bringing your palm up to lick a long, wet stripe along your skin, and returning to stroke him. Tommy's fingertips dug sharply into your hips and he leaned his forehead against yours, looking down at your hand pumping his base and teasing the tip with your thumb. 

He was fairly large, not the largest you'd been with but he certainly looked like he could get the job done. A single finger trailed along the underside of his cock, following the large vein there. Tommy shuddered under your touch and looked up to lock eyes with you when you began to circle only the tip with your thumb. 

"Fuck…." A broken moan tumbled from his lips before he gripped your wrist tightly and stopped you, his eyes dark and serious. Tommy tapped your thigh harshly and pointed at the desk, "Turn over." 

Typically you didn't take commands from anyone but Tommy made you want to listen just this once, hearing a hidden promise in that thigh slap. You obeyed, turning over to lie on your stomach on the desk, your ass out and open for Tommy to see. He hiked your dress over your hips and trailed his fingers along your thighs and up to your panties, teasing your overly sensitive skin. His fingers made their way just under the waistband of your cream colored underwear but just as you thought he was going to rip them down and take you there, he snapped the straps of your garter belts against your thighs on both legs. 

“Ow! Fuck you…” You yelped, reaching back to caress the skin. Thomas watched almost as if in a trance as your hand slid over the curvature of your butt and down your thighs, smoothing over the rosy mark he’d left. 

“I plan on it.” He assured, reaching out to tear your underwear down your legs, the fabric pooling with the garters around your ankles. The cool air hit your core as a welcomed breeze, cooling down your overheating body. 

Behind you, Tommy gripped his length and pumped himself a few times before running his tips along your folds, slowly pressing into you. “Damn, no foreplay?” You rolled your eyes sarcastically. Just like every other man you’d been with. 

“Sure doesn’t seem like much of a problem.” He pointed out as he slipped easily into you, just a testament to how wet you were. Your snarky quip was replaced by a gasp as you felt your walls stretch around him. Shit, it had been so long (and, yes, in both senses). 

Tommy let out a low groan and clenched his jaw tightly. You were so tight. Tighter than he’d expected. He set a pace quickly, his hips rocking into yours steadily. He wasn’t moving very fast but he managed to rub up on every spot inside of you, making your body feel like fireworks. The motion in the ocean was rocking your boat but, of course, you couldn’t let his ego get too big. “You call that fucking?” You looked over your shoulder at him, gripping the other edge of the table tightly. 

What you could see of his skin was shining with a sheen of sweat and his brows furrowed in simultaneous annoyance and insecurity at your words. He reached down and shoved your top half down onto the table, keeping his palm splayed firmly across your upper back. Once he felt like you wouldn’t move, he gripped your hips tightly and pulled them back against him, using the extra movement to fuck into you harder. 

“Ah- fuck…” You grunted at the sudden harsh impact sending your body into the wood. The legs of the table creaked and scraped against the rug in a hollow thud. “Tommy!” You whined out, eyes shut as he reached around your front and rubbed your clit. You were quickly falling over the edge.

There it is, Tommy smirked to himself, Tommy again. 

Without warning, your body shuddered and your legs shook as your walls spasmed around him. Wave after wave of pleasure watched over you as your orgasm took you. Tommy felt your walls around him and he struggled to keep his composure and after only a few more thrusts, he too busted inside of you. 

The two of you stood there, breathing heavily, for a moment before he pulled out, a mixture of his seed and your juices dripping down your thighs. Shit, you thought, you’d have to wash up now before you saw anybody now. Tommy stuffed his softening length back in his pants and redressed himself as you buttoned up your dress and readjusted your garter belts. 

“So that’s it.” He threw his jacket over his shoulders. 

You looked indignantly at him, “What?” 

“Why you’re falling apart.” Tommy lit a cigarette and took a deep drag before gesturing with the smoking stick, “A man.” 

Your mouth fell open, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” 

“You haven’t fucked in a long time, that much is obvious. But it’s because a man hurt you.” He analyzed. 

You didn’t know how to respond. First, was that an insult? You haven’t fucked in a long time, that much is obvious. Second, how did he know? How was he able to read you like a book? 

Tommy watched as you tried to connect the dots but took the silence as an invitation to head out, “You have sex like you haven’t been touched in years and yet you’re angry and aggressive the whole time. You’re desperate but upset about something that’s happened romantically or sexually.” Your indignant silence only proved his theory and he raised an eyebrow, “You’re not the only one who can read people..” With a final adjustment of his tie, he nodded his farewell, “I’ll be seeing you on Friday with the rest of the money.” 

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Adventure in Stormheim Part One: First Meetings

**Sylvanas story set during legion I do not own this character but I do own the OC. This might be part of a series of adventures of when Sylvanas is off on her own either heading to or coming from missions. Possible AU?**

Summary: Sylvanas runs into an unlikely ally when trying to cover her tracks so not even Nathanos can locate her. Takes place during the Stormheim storyline.

Sylvanas Windrunner looked over at her wrecked ship with a glare, sure she could have another built it still angered her. “An obstacle that will not stop me.” she muttered and started the work of covering her tracks, this time she did not want her dark rangers or even her champion following her as she felt she could succeed without them. Not to mention he could handle missions and coordination of her rangers, forsaken, horde; he was one of the very few she trusted. 

The banshee’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a child’s voice, she moved soundlessly through the brush til she saw the source. Sitting on a wooden gate was a young high elf girl around 12-13 years old, she had blue eyes, red hair, and looked like she needed new clothes and some food. She held a bow in her hand and quiver with only two arrows; Sylvanas could see where the rest had gone. The girl had a serious expression on her face as she surveyed her surroundings, behind her was a makeshift fort with a small fire, there was few belongings close by; enough to pick up and just leave. “Alright Arthas! you come out now!” she yelled, straightening herself up to her fully height, she then lept off the gate and grabbed a stuffed animal with what appeared to be tin armour on a stuffed nightsaber, she placed it in front of her and jumped back onto the gate. “I am Sylvanas Windrunner! Ranger- General of ....Silvermoon? yea...Silvermoon you are not welcome here!” she then fired a shot at the stuffed sabercat, the arrow missed. “That was a warning shot!”

Sylvanas smirked and watched quietly, she did have better things to do yes but this little girl was making her curious, *where were this girls parents? did she have parents? Why is she out here? I should just go, she is not my concern* She was about to leave when the girl started to speak again, “Arthas! I said go away!” 

“Right, because that worked so well last time...” the warchief said sarcastically under her breath. She continued to watch the girl for a few more moments before walking away, she was not paying attention to the small string her foot caught, a bucket of cold water poured on Sylvanas’s head catching her off guard. That grabbed the girls attention, “Who goes there?”

The banshee queen wanted to strangle that girl but she had to admit this was a good little security system, she turned around and walked out of the shadows and tree cover to face the armed and not so dangerous “Ranger-General.”

“You are invading on elf territory, explain yourself!” the girl demanded, she was aiming her arrow at Sylvanas who looked unphased, *she needs to work on her form.* 

“I am only passing through, and as you can see I am an elf like you,” Sylvanas said, keeping her voice even.

“I have never seen you before you are not Quel’dorei...or are you?” the girl was confused, she had never seen an elf like the one that stood before her. 

“Well, I am a high elf like you but I am undead,” she decided to be transparent to this girl, what did surprise her was her ignorance. “And who are you with such authority?”

“I am Sylvanas Windrunner, I am the Ranger-General,” The girl announced as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. She looked serious in this even if it was not her true name.

“I see, Sylvanas. I am...Lindsay...Lindsay Ravensun.” Sylvanas smirked again, *two can play it that game* she thought. 

“Sylvanas” nodded and then opened the small gate, “You may pass then, but no stealing. I caught that fish fair and square” she pointed to the small fish on a pan she was trying to cook.

“Lindsay” looked at it, “did you not learn to prepare the fish?” She asked.

“No, I do not know how” the girl replied but did not elaborate further, the look in her eyes changed from steely blue to ones filled with a brief sadness. 

“Lindsay” sighed, and kept telling herself this child was not her concern she had a mission to fulfill but she supposed she could instruct the girl on a few things. *then I am gone* she told herself and then another thought occurred to her, *she does not know me...* 

“Do you want some? as you are just passing through you might need something to eat,” the little sylvanas asked almost in a tone that mirrored the dark lady’s thoughts; the same tone of “If I must.”

“No, I already ate on the way, I guess I could atleast help my Ranger General out with her fish.” She replied in all the sincerity she could muster. *I do not appear to scare her either* Sylvanas realised, there this little girl was ordering her around, pointing an arrow at her, and staring straight back at her with willful blue eyes, the anger within almost rose because of it. 

“Thank you,” the girl said begrudgingly, apparently sylvanas was not welcome and she did not like accepting help. 

Sylvanas spent the next few hours preparing and cooking the fish she made sure her living mini me watched and did not wander. By the time she was done the girl had loosened up a little but revealed nothing, it was clear that like the warchief she kept her cards close to her chest and she was very mistrustful.

They sat by the fire while one of them ate and other observed, the girl had on boots that were worn and too small as her toes were now showing, her trousers looked like shorts and her tunic looked like it shrunk. This girl needed new clothes and her long ankle length hair needed brushing, she looked pale in the firelight and almost gaunt now that sylvanas was getting a better look at her, she also looked tired and forlorn, *her mask is falling off* she thought. “So Lady Windrunner what are you doing out here?”

“Guarding the elf gates, you see those are gates,” she pointed, “and I am an elf, ergo elf gates. I have heard tale of an undead army lead by prince arthas menethil. So far he has not broken through.” She indicated the armourned stuffed saber cat that had seen better days. “It has been a tiring task but I must protect my people even if it means my death.” the little ranger said solemnly, she was resigned to her inevitable fate. 

“What a difficult job you have,” Sylvanas said only briefly thinking back to when she lived, this girl echoed the old sentiment. She began to wonder just how much this girl had heard or been told. 

“It is, but someone must do it and I am depended on for protection, my rangers look to me for guidance.” the girl says between bites of her fish. 

A ghost of a smile appears on the undead high elf’s face, again so much like she in life. *How sad that girl will be, when she learns the truth, would she still look at me like the hero she thinks I was? I will say nothing, she would follow me and...*

“I am tired, make yourself at home if you want but dont stay long, I have things to do,” the girl said and retreated to her little fort that was slumped against the tree.

Sylvanas nodded and started to sing softly, hoping the girl would fall asleep faster so that she could just leave. This child was not her responsibility, yet...she grabbed a parchment and pencil and wrote a little message before leaving into the night. Her mission needed to be fulfilled if the forsaken were to have a future!

To Be Continued....

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I WANT U TO ANSWER QUESTIONS 14 THROUGH 50 FOR THAT ASK THING, OR IF THATS TOO INSANE A NUMBER JUST PICK SOME RANDOM ONES, IDK BUT I LIKE READING YOUR ANSWERS SO IF U DID ALL OF THEM I'D THINK THAT WAS GREAT anyway idk why im yelling now get 2 work

ALLISON WTF?????????????????? THATS 37 QUESTIONS IM LAUGHING SO FICKING HARD FGKSHSDUDUFUDUFIFKGIGIFIFUCUAGSGDHFJFIFJDJSJSUSJIVJCIHXHOXHCHXIGXYSYYDJFLKFDKFAKFAKGZZG IM GONNA DO IT HANG ON

(It was supposed to be 37 questions but i skipped the ones i had already answered, okay?)

16. Do you do art? Using what (pencil, watercolor, etc)?

Not at all 😩 i have no talents, babe

18. What’s your zodiac sign? Do you believe in astrology?

im a leo, and i dont believe in astrology, but sometimes i can relate to my sign

19. Favorite old film?

Old films are really not my thing BUT i really like scary movie 1 and 2, and the exorcist (those were the only old movies i could think of im sorry shakshskshsj)

20. What’s your hairstyle?

ugh okay its curly and brown and very short and it needs to be stopped

21. What weather is the most beautiful, in your opinion?

I really like when its sunny with clear skies but like, its not awfully hot, its just, nice

22. What upsets you most about the world?

Lots of things upset me, but two things upset me the most: how much prejudice there is, and how unfair the world is!!!

Like, sexism, homophobia, racism, thats so fucked up and some people actually agree with it??? lik what the fuck? how can you hate someone just for being different than you? and sexism is just so bad bc we’re so used to it that we accept all kinds of stuff bc its just normalized to us, you know? We accept men acting like shit and we agree with them and support their behaviour bc we learn that way, that men can be shitty and they dont have to try to be better people, but we’re so quick to judge women for literally anything they do, and it just keeps being normal to us!! we need to fucking change the way we act!!!

And with how unfair the world is, like, some people have so much while some have so little! its so fucked up!!!! and believe me, i know its not my place to say this bc im fucking privileged but its just so fucked up!!!!!! people like me who were born in a family with money just go through life so easily, we dont know shit anything and we still have the nerve to think we’re bettee than others, its so fucked up!!! And there are people who were born with no money, with no decent family, and just bc of that its allowed for them to live like shit? to not have any kind of support in life? if they need food, housing, medical care, they just have to deal with it and be strong and get through it, or start working as a fucking child?????? its just so fucked up but its never gonna change bc the people who really have money just dont wanna give up a tiny bit of their huge privilege to make it fair for everyone else, and everyone just have to be ok with all that???

23. Are you in love right now?

God no

24. Do you have a crush? If so, talk about them!

I have a lot of crushes GSKSBSKSBSKSBSK i have online crushes, i have real life crushes, i have crushes that mean nothing to me and i just like them so im not bored shakshjs BUT theres this girl, shes kinda bi? (that what she says), shes my friends sister and fuck i just wanna make out with her for 3 days nonstop, shes just so fucking pretty, and funny and hot and nice and smart and fuckkkkkkk im lonely

26. Do you have a lucky number?

Not lucky numbers but like, just numbers that i like, 5, 7, 12 and 15

27. Have you ever wished on a star? What about on a fallen eyelash?

On a fallen eyelash yes but its not something i do all the time lol

28. Do you believe emoji spells to work?

What the fuck are emoji spells?

29. Do you believe in magic in general?

Dude shakshskssh no!!!!!

30. What’s the most beautiful thing in life, In your opinion?

I dont know dude, i think freedom is pretty beautiful to me, having the freedom to do what you want, loving who you want, being loved, being happy with yourself without any pressure idk if that makes sense

31. Opinion on the color pink? What about baby blue?

I love both!!!!!!! Literally my thing

32. What instrumental sound is your favorite?

I love saxophone and violin!!

33. Do you like the sound of wind? What about the sound of rain?

Wind not so much, its kinda scary tbh, but the sound of rain is just great!!!

36. Imagine your ideal life, the life you wish to make, what will that look like?

Ok so i have like, two different thoughts, i either live in a small apartment, in a big city, im not good with living with other people but i hope this changes, so eithwr alone or with a roomate is fine by me, with a cat and/or a dog, and im happy with my life! Or, if i end up being super rich, i live in a big house, again by muself ot with roomates is fine, and i have way more than just a dog and/or a cat, and a big pool, and im happy with my life (tbh just picture jenna marbles’ life and its that!!

37. Do you wear makeup? If so what’s your favorite type of makeup or specific makeup product? Favorite store to buy makeup?

only when i go to some party or bar and i wanna make out with someone, otherwise i never use it, and i dont even have make up, i use my sister’s or my mom’s

38. Do you wear dresses? If so what’s your favorite dress you own?

I do!!! I cant really explain but like, its above the knee, no sleeves but like a thin strap? and its dark blue with little green zebras all over it

39. Ever been heartbroken? How do you deal with it?

Romantically or in a friendship? Yes for both. I just stay sad forever, but it just gets less shitty with time

40. Who’s your closest friend? What do you love about them?

In real life its this girl from college but rn shes actually mad at me so idk if shes still close to me lol but shes so nice and funny

41. Introvert or extrovert?

Introvert that becomes too much and bery annoying after you get to know

42. Do you like MBTI? What’s your MBTI?

I have NO IDEA what mbti is

43. Would you be a fairy, a mermaid, a vampire, a siren, a or an angel?

I think id be a vampire

44. What’s the best song a friend has ever introduced to you?

ive been thinking about this for a while now and i cant remember the last time someone showed me a song

45. Parlez-vous français?

No (thats no in french btw)

46. Most beautiful place you’ve been to?

London and nyc are fucking amazing

47. Where/when do you truly feel at home?

When im home alone in silence ugh amazing

48. Does smiling put you in a better mood? Try it right now, you’re smile is goreous!

Not really? Im good but thanks?

49. Favorite shoe you own?

All my flipflops, my converse and thats it

50. Can you walk in stilettos? Do you like them?

I can and i actually love wearing heels i think my legs look great on them

[thebeethathums]

Observers - 24

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Warnings: Manic mess making and fear

You woke up with a sore throat, no doubt courtesy of the cold in your flat, and groaned, rolling over to look for John. He was gone and when you saw the time it was no surprise, like clockwork that man, always up before nine. Pulling yourself out of bed felt like the most difficult thing in the world but you managed to get yourself to your feet. You trudged down the stairs, rubbing your eyes as you came into the living room, only to jump when they found Sherlock in his chair. You snapped your head to face forward and then consciously avoided that area, slipping into the kitchen in search of John. You found him, as usual, making tea and quietly began poking at Sherlock’s science equipment on the table, you’d always been interested in the oddly colored liquids he worked with and wondered briefly what would happen if you mixed two of the vials together. John happened to look up just as you got a wicked smile on your face and picked up a vial with something blue in it, “Put that down.”   You pouted in a slightly hoarse voice, “But it’s so pretty… and it would look prettier mixed with that.” You innocently pointed to a green vial, still holding the blue one in one hand, secretly hoping something cool and/or destructive would happen, and John leveled you with a glare, “Put it down. I already have Sherlock almost blowing up the flat on a regular basis and he knows what he’s doing. I don’t need you causing trouble too.” 

You pursed your lips unhappily, putting the vial back in its place reluctantly just as Sherlock came into the doorway. Your eyes went wide and you ducked behind John as he stepped forward to pick up the vial you’d just been holding, scrutinizing it in the light. 

He turned to say something to you but you were gone, having dashed out the door while he was otherwise distracted, and John just shrugged when he gave him an inquisitive look, “If you want to know how her mind works go ask her ‘cause I haven’t the foggiest.” You were sitting in John’s chair when he came into the living room, your knees pulled up to your chest as you took deep breaths, trying to reassure yourself that it was all just a dream. He could see you tense as he came into your peripheral vision and, instead of demanding you tell him why, he sat down across from you, opting to read you instead. You looked up at him, playing the little staring game that had become common between the two of you since that first day. You didn’t try to hide anything, he would always find out in the end so it was pointless to try and do so, and let your eyes take him in, facing your fears as best you could. He could see that you were afraid and his jaw clenched when he realized it was him the feeling was directed at, he went over his actions over the past couple of days trying to find a source for your fear and, coming up with none, came to the conclusion that he must have made an appearance in your nightmare. Your subconscious was making him a threat, why? What had you seen to make someone like you, uninhibited, brave, and a little crazy, so fearful of someone who just the day before you had shown more trust in than anyone aside from John? He must have triggered something by showing you a little more attention than he normally would. This is why we always run experiments appropriately he thought to himself, if he had kissed you there was no telling what unintended effects it may have had. He was surprised when, for the first time since he’d met you, you purposefully looked away from his gaze, burying your face in your knees with a shaky sigh. That was probably more telling to him than anything else you’d done, coupled with the fact that you jumped when John placed a hand on your back as he walked in, “You ok, Squeak?” You tilted your head to look up at him, “Yeah, Johnny. Just thinking.” “The nightmare again?” You didn’t answer, tucking your head back between your knees, and he sighed, “You can stay in my room while I’m gone if you’d like.” You were up like lightning, bolting towards the door, “Thank you, but no, John. I’ll be downstairs.” He looked after you with a little frown, “Maybe I should stay…” “Why? You can hardly protect her from her mind, John.” He knew Sherlock was right but he still wanted to, he felt so helpless, he hadn’t been able to protect you before and now you were here with him and he still couldn’t. It was aggravating. He took a deep breath to let go of his frustrations, maybe some time away would do the both of you some good. He would be able to process everything that had happened and you could come to terms with the fact you no longer had to hide things. A short while later you saw him off, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek as you promised to at least try and stay out of trouble while he was gone before ducking back into your apartment. You toed some of the mess you’d made in your flat across the floor with a heavy sigh, sometimes your artistic side could be a pain as it was also the part of your personality that threw you into almost frantic fits of destruction when you were upset. You looked around. You’d pulled all your old sketchbooks from their place on one of your two large bookshelves and strewn them about, things you had tucked in them escaping to litter the floor. The corner you had set your easel up in was painfully empty as you had flattened the wooden structure and pushed it against the wall, tearing down the tarps to throw over it so you didn’t have to look at it. Your painting stool was toppled on its side and tubes of paint and brushes were tossed haphazardly on your couch and coffee table. The drafting table you used as a desk was tilted so nothing could sit on its surface and your papers, pens, pencils, and larger drawings were scattered on the floor next to it. You held your head in your hands, trying to get a hold of yourself before you destroyed something you couldn’t replace, and then sank down in your chair, feeling exhausted for some reason. Leaning back into it limply, you tried to go into your creative space to at least come up with a better way to handle your frustrations and uneasiness only to have your concentration rudely jarred as the door to your flat was flung open. You nearly toppled your chair backward as you jumped back, “Bloody hell, Sherlock! If you aren’t going to knock can’t you at least be gentle with the door?” His jaw went slightly slack as he took in the state of your flat and you got up to put the chair in between you and him, instinctively seeking a way to protect yourself. Your tone was slightly hostile as you softly asked, “Are you going to tell me what you want or do I have to guess?” “Tea,” he lied, knowing that at the moment you weren’t likely to call his bluff. Though annoyed you obliged, escaping to the kitchen with a slight sense of relief and leaving him to do what he did best, observe. If he had had any doubt as to your interest in him, it was squelched now as his eyes found not only the large sketches of him that had been stashed away on your drafting table but various drawings of him on things ranging from napkins to cardstock advertisements smattered across the floor. He stopped short of your couch when he spotted your current sketchbook on the coffee table, open to your most recent set of drawings. They were also of him but in a very different light than all the others, his face malevolent and his stance extremely threatening, and a couple had his hand raised in such a way that it was obviously going to make contact with the viewer. If Sherlock had ever felt like he had a heart, it was then as pain wrenched through his chest when he realized what you must have seen in your dream and in turn why you were avoiding him. He stepped over your mess and into the kitchen, watching you tense again as you sensed his presence before you took some deep breaths and mumbled to yourself about reality. You turned to offer him a weak grin and a cup of tea, which he accepted only to set down as he closed the gap between the two of you, trapping you between himself and the counter so you couldn’t dash away again. Your form went rigid as your brain fell back on its instincts for situations like this- you’d learned that fighting back would only cause more pain for you in the end, so you turned your cheek and steeled yourself what should come next. It never came. Instead, a hand gently wove its way into your hair, encouraging you to make eye contact with its owner, which you did, looking up at him through your lashes warily. His eyes looked pained and you tilted your head confusedly, forgetting your own potential pain in favor of wanting to stop whatever was causing his. Your fingers seemed to make their way to his sharp cheeks without your permission, taking his face in your hands as you breathed, “What’s the matter, Sherlock?” In response he brought his other hand up, causing you to flinch and pull your hands away from him as you internally cursed yourself for falling into a false sense of security. He brought his hand to your face cautiously, his touch as gentle and feather-light as he could manage as he shifted his other hand so he could cradle your cheeks, causing you to look up at him again as he said only one word, “Never.” You relaxed and he let his hands fall to his side before grabbing his tea and going back out to the living room to drop down in your chair. Standing there frozen for a few minutes, you recovered and went out to where he was to press a light kiss to his cheek as you murmured, “Thank you, Sherly.” A slight smirk crossed his face at his success and you plopped down on the floor to put everything back where it was supposed to be.

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[notanybiblewriter-blog]

Carnibals

The Gikuyu, trukana, kisii, masai, luo got batak blood of being rude, never listening and carnibal and should be eliminated as well as the G-7 nations. It was a blessing in disguise for the explained in the tumblr cause could have destroyed the world that we have not known their side, the white women are good who cant deliver justice and in the latter part wanna join ya or forcing ya to join their company not knowing the pain they have inflicted to ya. Women with Barnabas to cement de truth.

Even rice or any cereal if u sprinkle on used/old parts of machines they became new again but tear fast compared to original ones and the sad reality of German already used cars in Europe and refurbished, but the beauty they are dull fitting the Mr big man syndrome person, aint shinny like 4 women

Wuo koda moch, eweya nang’o says shebi rather kebi, KEBI di (press), the middle button on the oxygen gas like dude in the link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNPECkESPbU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9V2VNkyAQEk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UWavATB98B4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4F8SCUG2Epg

I got the Hindu in a bind, saying kebi is hindu to benefit cause they have learnt they can not do anything with deleting whats on tumblr but still wanna benefit that whatever he sees he see them like they see things on their own eye so he is bound to be hindu, which aint the case cause he is in Africa and those things are new here have never been made in Africa as 1 of his own or kind and 2, the saucer has never been made even in USA or Germany or UK and have told folks how it is made, question is where did he get the idea, maybe he is not of this world, where u poor out orange juice on dough inside having broken plastics and boom the saucer or basket ball arena. Women with Barnabas to signal ya sidely how the soucer was made

When u add cut grass on old parts like iron sheets, nails, railway and other metallic, paper or plastic gadgets in the dark while urinating on it many people from above they became new like the old railway of many nations should be rejuvenated dat way not given to thieves 4 scrap metal.

Just like with free nets given to every family in kenya or E-Africa, when the same is applied to xmas lights, trees, balloons, bible, hymn and golden bells to schools and money put online to make u pay church offering online where u can hide ya number to avoid being known then u see the church atrophies signaling ya it was business/money oriented.

This like formalin on corps should be cheap as they want more to die to buy that 4 preservation never wanting many to be Muslims and wanting huge population as well 4 the above. Formalin and other disinfectants or liquid soaps are made with Euphorbia inserted in water where u spit saliva or urinate many people unto the mixture even with car battery acid or water or juice as well as soda

Keep ya stock but keep it in mind to live ya life alone dont take ya problems to others as kids, die then it would be better. My land lets go to the jury and my name omitted, if they hear dat they put a reverse gear that i want dat land. How will it stop bro, either they break my house and hit me with like a metal which will be futile, of what benefit and oil is overtaken. Dont rush like u know more and what my food as you got an empty stomack dude, dude, die we burry u, let the dead burry themselves, he wanted to be cremated but was burried forcefully.

Mr whiteman i live with ya, i dont wanna sit in ya company neither do i wanna get to ya nation as u r the 1 that issues a visa, me i will fight your stupidity, hit ya with a rod or cut ya with a panga and i will land in jail and maybe thats what u want. Period what u purpoted to be making is now made cheaply as i have explained in other tumblr a/c, it was the reason 4 ya respect and with ya women i want not, cause have supported your malice and morever are agikuyu blooded of n justice destroying the world

Bible wa written to support the below when times get bad and thats why blindly other tribes are saying they are jew or Egyptians cause along time they had known how to make like bible, hymm or golden bells targeting new forced christians and new high school reporters or even bible bought in primary or bible selling vendors buys in bulk selling along the road. They liase with BOD and principles to sell even all writting books, pencil, sets, set books and text books, selling to schools at reduced price but on the students at same book shop price. So they reap huge as students are directed not to buy from outside as they can buy bad ones waiting 4 the next admission to keep the church alive eating with church officials even selling such books to neighbouring nations saying christianity is a big business.

Mango inside dough makes tissu paper, iron sheets, avocado inside dough makes welding plates, machines, small tools like screw driver, welding machines etc or any u see.

The myth we will get good jobs once oil in dar es salaam is unearthed or in somali is now a hoax as E-vehicle has overtaken the above oil. Guys stop all this shit, sending money to tz was out of the above with the jobs that come with discovery of oil, looping oil from S-sudan that dar is hot shifting the capital to dodoma was along time plan which has failed. Now is their songs like Harmonize songs they are frustrated, the population high and no oil cause E-vehicles as googled has overtaken it. Kenyans you will not get promised jobs inTZ or somali that they are lazy once oil is discovered cause their is no oil as explained above and oil has been overtaken by E-vehicle or No fuel generator and you can google that dude. Another area showing they are waiting on xmas is in xmas lights, xmas tree, balloons and other apparatus, so must protect the written bble and church eventhough not true but true cause they eat hugely from it, those who have know the techniques of making such bro

Get rough figure of those who are admitted in kenyan high school and find how much each copy of the above cost and multiply as well as with the no of primary school students from class 4-8 having the above, a big business, big time bro, no kidding dude

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dX-V5WkUF3U

Rent to won is Govt built not personal property, get this straight, u monthly rent forms the premium, click the link below 4 more

https://www.renttoown.org/lp?vb_adid=RTO1008&campaign=1397494215-72894629230-&gclid=CjwKCAiAvonyBRB7EiwAadauqauKPGv9gqm8pqdOa9_A3cppC8EhE2MgJdJkEKNVUwWbot6El1rJWhoCkUsQAvD_BwE

Some kids were triplets b4 adoption, so after they have grown up, they interchange to own a property sponsoring death as 2 had grown up in ghettos, both were adopted to facilitate the above, pulse rate machine can tell us dat in the link below

https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/258118.php

They are even liaising with police and they got gun hiding it on the roof and taking marijuana ready to shoot saying its uhuru kenyatta thing after they have became unconscious even axe they hold

If u sprinkle cut grown grass on the dough mixture the bumper becomes not that black that if u look changes ya mind as well as u use distilled water, Jesus with division another version or point. Click the links below 4 more

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=nas+ft+quan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zGUttrXgzLI

Text is u cant reach us dude and what u pour out for the silver wheel bumper

They have known e-buses or vans are out so are getting into another hooliganism of monitoring the potentials who can buy the same and make money with them b4 them, planning even ambush to the point of getting to the USA like Mr President by a word of mouth or inquiry via the email at alibaba shopping, liking not their own but others invention and making it like theirs without shame. Fuck the Kikuyu affiliated!!!! Separate the nation and build ya own sphere, u deaf bro!!!

Govt should intervene with new e-vehicles like 5 van minimum per person to avoid rush and over-crowding in city roads as its a 100% free profits every dude can rush into and maybe taxi like u got to buy minimum 3 electric such 2 put on road cause it will be expensive not 1 to make every1 rush into.

People even if they know how to make gadgets can not sell them at their own price hindering other businesses who had bought the same earlier at like 1000% off of the new gadget set price. The Govt should organize a luncheon 4 such people with that power to make gadgets and accept they are made to come to better trade terms and set standard price and even factory and force people not to buy from other sources but from the company. This funds respect and continuity of trade as no advantage is taken even from other traders of other nations protecting subsistence businesses within a nation bro.

Since fellows can make they own bottle or cans and sell many at different scrap metal bases then selling more than 5 kg should be done a way with to give them little pay to discourage them and an ID ought to be given by the govt for any picker to undertake such initiative not just picking and taking even for new comers or just 1 with ID to help u sell yours and mark u its not more than 5 kg so pray maybe he got like 2 and your 3 to bridge the deficit bro. No doubt scrap metalis lucrative and should not be sole proprietorship but county owned or a 1 year certificate for any dealer and they ought to be many to share profits to makeit not lucrative venture. Wasee sasa semeni, sinajua biz amanipanganga jomba as previous na vile nadivide biz vile na tomba sasa as wrong as previously thought, kunakupanda na kushuka bwana.

The nations that colonized Africa diverted the bible cause as well with them they sell xmas lights,bulbs, trees,balloons and other accessories to other nations in the EU so if they could have hold they are Egyptian and jew, the cleaver whites would reason they created the bible to sell the above or set the xmas and new year to end the year to sell the above to build their spheres cause its a 100% profit free venture and to huge markets so they are wild looking 4 the customers of the above in the next xmas, so they shifted the gun to E-Africa tribes to shift the market when the eu counter parts learn the same and when African have learnt how to make the same, they wonder not knowing what to do cause they are finished. White-man and mr hindu go ya way,u ought to have said gadgets are made in rituals,never thought guys will know, right dude but know they have known, cheap things sell exorbitantly!! Anyway it was blessing in disguise 4 Christ to die to fund china b4 other nations had known how to make the above. With white people in Eu could bring shame which they got even in Africa so shifted the puzzle, china long time got nothing a part from toys and the lights above so were poor b4 kebi told them the same he is telling us to make gadgets to emerge the 2nd economy.

Mlk sermons, click the link below

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sermons_and_speeches_of_Martin_Luther_King_Jr.

https://kinginstitute.stanford.edu/king-papers/documents/where-do-we-go-here-address-delivered-eleventh-annual-sclc-convention

https://www.nobelprize.org/prizes/peace/1964/king/biographical/

https://www.nobelprize.org/prizes/peace/1964/king/26142-martin-luther-king-jr-acceptance-speech-1964/

http://www.hartford-hwp.com/archives/45a/065.html

https://www.malcolm-x.org/speeches.htm#

Search on google chicken coming home to roost by malcom x as well.

my tumblr a/c mcsleepynelson, Get to see my following followers tumblr a/c

Get money in the link below

https://iqoption.com/land/start-trading/en/?aff=74213&afftrack=iqen&clickid=d8hknrt2r75qtums1pbjfn7c

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lyxq-y4iCjk

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ACYBGNRjaCyR24O_0kpW-iRFqw7f4SGVpw:1581331333262&q=manual+motor+timer+from+china+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwicpZCj5sbnAhVmD2MBHakDB2cQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=mQjsBwnKR_s6PM

Try mixing ya dough or smear it with any liquid i.e barley or liquor alone or in the aftermath like mandazi is made prior to be put into the pan.

An jaluo machon says, dedanu, kapodi nagitimo intermarriage, joluo oknewinj wach, nagihero nyili malando, akwero gi, akwerogi necha kagima agoyone gwuok orutu, to-oknagiwinjo, yawhoyi mangeny no kende nyi kamba momiyo gi wich matek gi bandanda, nagihero pier gi hips okneginyal winjo owete, moko no-kendo maseche omiyo ginyiego mar kech,moko nokendo trukana, nomiyo gi tuo mar duaro chiemb ng'ato. Koro kebi kende me-en jaluo machonogi timbe ne mabecho. Friends get it from the horses mouth, kebi is the real character of long time luo man whose gene aint interfered with, As u know masai are Austrian blooded, kikuyu or Argentina blooded and dat gene don’t leave the luo behind, the only good part of the luo blood that the present luo got of helping hand is the Kuwait blood of itana, calling each other and to wait, is the Kuwait blood. If u wanna listen listen bro, if u wanna play the cow with the nyatiti, continue play it until the urope fall off, continue having dat deaf ear of not wanting to listen dude

Akwero Gi malich, hard warnings many times, be a truck or a bus driver when all roads of ya nation are smooth and have equally a comfortable life as dignitaries or wheat farmers in the link below, me am a Wal-Mart food distributor between state truck driver

Stima lal, black out dude with Ae technology, umeme zii bro with no fuel generator

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlFOku-ng1s

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YhsTB4rq1XU

https://www.pinterest.com/ponderroy/walmart-trucks/

https://www.bing.com/search?q=images+of+electric+buses&src=IE-TopResult&FORM=IETR02&conversationid=&pc=EUPP_

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE879KE879&q=photos+of+car+parts&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwixwaKnpsbnAhWJFcAKHaxgA28QsAR6BAgBEAE&biw=1280&bih=913#imgrc=PNXFQg0VuvpPeM

If u see step bumpers black it means dat car aint original or not from the parent country of manufacture. The reason being the dough used was made out of water, when made out of fruit juice like sugar cane, apple, pineapple, peas they become original or the clear chemical like disinfectants or thinner. So get ya shinny step bumper car today along side the dough being taken while watery not stiff, get this straight.

Dough with tomato- nissan/matatu van

With pineapples gives ya trellar, long vehicle, ships etc or planes, motors

Coconut inside liquid gives ya tinga tinga and tv or radios as fridges as well as with peas. With coconut hard shell gives ya shoes like timberland, jackets or boots. With Mango juice gives ya bus, trains etc

With orange juice gives ya plastic or metallic houses, sports arena like nba stadia, saucers etc

With apple gives ya electric buses or with pineapple juice

Glass or kiyo is dough mixed with sunflower oil or seed or flower or the landana option bro as well as tiles or carpets. With paints is either porridge or banana as much as shoe polish dude in a dark enclosure.

See how china get to catch her fish, dubious ways showing even end of china, click the link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GrNNJc44E6I

The water at bar kalare using to make dough that make the machines that u dont wanna look twice as if having mercy on 1, even if the spring dry out, when it rains or channel water nearby to percolate where the spring water collects after down fall still has the same property.

Britain now has diversified into electric gadgets like heir, brum tv, iron box and many to show ya they were printing money which is about to be curbed so must come up with other amicable actions like the above to cement de truth “The rich also cry”

Be wholu, gik mabecho dala hela or kibuye church, “just talk to gate man” says delanu, technology molosi gineno sianda mon at reduced price, bee wholu kanyakla, 75% off the original price any small or medium electric gadget known to you. Not lie, en-adieri baba, oken madoedo, hapana

Scholarship now online no need to get abroad as a scholar at Harvard 4 1 fellow when done online like in the link below schools upto 50 students saving many, the only time u get like to uk or usa is to do the exams like per year.

http://leah4sci.com/organic-chemistry-syllabus-companion-topics-list/

http://leah4sci.com/acids-and-bases-in-organic-chemistry/

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=organic+chemistry+introduction+at+stanford+university

In the usa biro pen aint saved and is the savior of the world as many use it to explain their minds, if used and discarded immediately got a spirit dat directs ya that leave dat land they don’t care likewise for middle sized people.

When u mix dough with old/new parts of a car, motor bike, any fuel powered machine u come up with bullet train. When u mix dough with diesel u come up with big ships but with petrol u come up with mid size airplanes, with coconut oil tiles, with engine oil it gives ya small tv, radios, microscope or many hospital gadgets bro.

With thinner or the inside wires of tire gives ya the small or big drone or any gun

Bullet train risk falling if 1 put like big stone on the rail so a drone with detonator to struck down the heap runs like 2 km from the head of train to take surveillance controlled inside within the computer like in the link below

https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-40901393

People who wanna show people they love kids are not usually good people but jealousy and stubborn, once kids got food and toys to play with just live them to women.

https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-40901393

https://unsplash.com/s/photos/drone

When u sleep with prostitute frequently ya face skin come blurred and u posses a spirit that 1 don’t want to see u twice, thinking u r about to became a money beggar bother yet not the case. Friends if it forces ya to sleep with many women, get them on instagram, know them or seduce them 1st even if they rufuse then even if u put them to be that above spirit aint be there dude but laying with harlots when u have already given up, gives ya strength again like Christ in de tomb, gives ya hope in life then u quit bro, wanna get to heaven cause u help dem big time bro

Grenade launchers u put banana tree husks in the dough as much as cassava, guava, banana with grenade and other guns or teasers in the link below which officers should have

https://www.gettyimages.com/photos/police-taser

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7DoF0hdmI24

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Z_5lpErdyM

Taser gives u the shock of a life time then u r down instead of Africa rungu, Govt buy. don’t get into 1 life things then give them names dat they wanna be that and dat, makes them tired and sick. U don’t know 1 dream bro

My email, [email protected]

Early super like 5-6 pm makes ya go well bro, the following day as opposed to late super, don’t force ya self with like 8-9 pm super, don’t go well with ya, don’t draw people to ya wid respect.

Make ya own shopping per tribe and give folks trade ribates like 70% off the originally priced item from the country of origin cause aint of same quality and must be lenient to customers, countries like japan, uk, Germany etc

Shopping like luo, kamba, yuruba, dinka,nyamwezi, swana, san, malinde, chopi shopping, I mean online shopping of any nation or tribe like Indiamart shopping with India and alibaba shopping with china and many more bro. Lets shop online, friends come and lets shop online and enjoy the rebates!!!!

Big army choppers with 2 propellers are made with dough, inserted inside Euphobia or crocodile, the building brick in the below link is made wid dough mixed with the outer case of aluminum or copper wires

https://www.123rf.com/stock-photo/building_bricks.html?sti=luj7kmgtnix7qw4zns|

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_United_States_military_helicopters

https://www.gettyimages.com/photos/military-helicopter?sort=mostpopular&mediatype=photography&phrase=military%20helicopter

Laughing discussing 1 uncertain life shifts the curse to ya of insanity and I suppose the white folks in the quietness look at photos of African faces or property and give it a name or sharp lough but from the outside is pure pretense.

Like in the link below made out of dough mixed with Euphobia or dead crocodile parts 2 be robust

https://www.gettyimages.com/detail/photo/chinook-of-the-royal-air-force-transports-a-sling-royalty-free-image/112717807?adppopup=true

https://www.indiamart.com/proddetail/digital-timer-tm-619-series-19342654230.html

Let them put money on phone as online and if any send it direct to my phone not bank as previous brewing many hate/dubious activities that makes ya tire and wild or sickening dude. No advance pay or pay-pal to make usa fall as is 1 of the solid pillar they get free money per withdrawal or transfer per many people enjoying economies of scale that cant be realized dude

South Africa link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TRSOZucb7BY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T-5qZh178sk

No fuel generator and E-vehicle rests on the above diagrams

Youtube or google, bing as well E-vehicles or no fuel generator, the above it rests on. Kill dem with their kids, don’t spare them those who lure women by what they make yet can be factory made and are tough headed. Annihilate dat gene dude. Dutch, Italy, spain, Britain, france, I told ya prior, u r still young, kinda, with a young kid, spanking not his booty but the back of his head to get it and lead him- am speaking like I have a sore throat which is recovering while elongating my speech bro. U r still young and I thought I told ya, be nice, be polite and let the way open. Wewe bado mchanga, don’t just sit on the media screen doing nothing, pro-act dude. Whiteman were created with dough, yellow colored men with dough mixed with eggs while black men created with dark clay soil while brown like Brazilians created with brown plasticin and that’s the gimmick dude

Google e-vehicles and no fuel generator search as well on youtube

The e-vehicle or no fuel generator rest on this pillar above photos

https://shitty-car-mods-daily.tumblr.com/post/189044742766/does-this-count-volkswagen-beetle-side-fenders

https://extremelycoolcarmods.tumblr.com/post/189045420718/shitty-car-mods-daily-does-this-count

More new e-vehicles on the link above

Next i will copy paste all my tumblr following if i got cash and name them in numbers so it get to ya, obina, into ya mind bones, like wsu1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, so u just change the no after wsu to bring reality and an end to jokes

China and whites are identifying folks who can make/craft things and planning their death incase of war, even metallic beds, sofa sets and window now on sale at alibaba shopping, who are u to make yours. Just be dude and enjoy

High speed train in the link below that once incorporated will reduce the profitability of local air-flights like Flight 540 etc which the govt is beating about the bush cause they are beneficiaries

https://www.google.com/search?q=photos+of+new+china+600km/hr+bullet+train&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj4_9GqvrrnAhUUbcAKHVjDCMcQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.alibaba.com/premium/Tractors.html?src=sem_ggl&mark=drm0611&tagId=60646723043&product_id=60808052896&pcate=12808&cid=12808&ali_creative_id=3ca4c588f06166cd635077aeaeda1c58&ali_image_material_id=ed3bdffee2ff1b1eb91366ff738c3587&cmpgn=6465057564&adgrp=77808542779&fditm=&tgt=aud-806308082096&locintrst=&locphyscl=&mtchtyp=&ntwrk=d&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=409642713011&plcmnt=www.msn.com&plcmntcat=boomuserlist%3A%3A833288317&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=none&gclid=EAIaIQobChMIgoH3uby65wIVT6F7Ch1tFQFNEAEYASADEgLRdPD_BwE

https://www.alibaba.com/premium/Electric+Tricycles.html?src=sem_ggl&mark=drm0611&tagId=60718273922&product_id=60757332101&pcate=201141603&cid=205775207&ali_creative_id=1f164c08201c3fa59cb91ab4b4ea6256&ali_image_material_ida128b89476072281471eade26786130e&cmpgn=6465057564&adgrp=77808542779&fditm=&tgt=aud-806308082096&locintrst=&locphyscl=&mtchtyp=&ntwrk=d&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=409642713011&plcmnt=www.msn.com&plcmntcat=boomuserlist%3A%3A833288317&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=none&gclid=EAIaIQobChMIgoH3uby65wIVT6F7Ch1tFQFNEAEYASABEgIu_fD_BwE

https://www.alibaba.com/premium/Restaurant+Sets.html?src=sem_ggl&mark=drm0611&tagId=c100001069&product_id=60814621392&pcate=100001069&cid=100001178&ali_creative_id=9b438f7120f61e26b4ddf30589031cc0&ali_image_material_id989a44e21780618953d4f3296fb48728&cmpgn=6465057564&adgrp=77808542779&fditm=&tgt=aud-806308082096&locintrst=&locphyscl=&mtchtyp=&ntwrk=d&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=409642713011&plcmnt=www.msn.com&plcmntcat=boomuserlist%3A%3A833288317&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=none&gclid=EAIaIQobChMIgoH3uby65wIVT6F7Ch1tFQFNEAEYASAEEgLUgvD_BwE

https://www.alibaba.com/premium/Electric+Scooters.html?src=sem_ggl&mark=drm0611&tagId=60740235003&product_id=60633006953&pcate=100006091&cid=100005484&ali_creative_id=d1da284764b409213c5f1f598480749f&ali_image_material_idcec90a0e7939d216355eaa555b057c99&cmpgn=6465057564&adgrp=77808542779&fditm=&tgt=aud-806308082096&locintrst=&locphyscl=&mtchtyp=&ntwrk=d&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=409642713011&plcmnt=www.msn.com&plcmntcat=boomuserlist%3A%3A833288317&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=none&gclid=EAIaIQobChMIgoH3uby65wIVT6F7Ch1tFQFNEAEYASAFEgIXRvD_BwE

https://www.alibaba.com/premium/Amoires+&+Wardrobes.html?src=sem_ggl&mark=drm0611&tagId=50037468104&product_id=60426070663&pcate=37032002&cid=37032002&ali_creative_id=9d423842a5bb0195550d688590f8ef61&ali_image_material_id=ad6082dd0f78ac5a7b4322e6b396a665&cmpgn=6465057564&adgrp=77808542779&fditm=&tgt=aud-806308082096&locintrst=&locphyscl=&mtchtyp=&ntwrk=d&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=409642713011&plcmnt=www.msn.com&plcmntcat=boomuserlist%3A%3A833288317&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=none&gclid=EAIaIQobChMIgoH3uby65wIVT6F7Ch1tFQFNEAEYASAGEgLcyPD_BwE

https://www.alibaba.com/premium/Electric+Tricycles.html?src=sem_ggl&mark=drm0611&tagId=60446716805&product_id=60396947096&pcate=201141603&cid=205775207&ali_creative_id=9f1a980b2461fe5c6d21bea7d3da04d8&ali_image_material_id7278da11b2b8f49547fc53f3b43ace30&cmpgn=6465057564&adgrp=77808542779&fditm=&tgt=aud-806308082096&locintrst=&locphyscl=&mtchtyp=&ntwrk=d&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=409642713011&plcmnt=www.msn.com&plcmntcat=boomuserlist%3A%3A833288317&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=none&gclid=EAIaIQobChMIq-ugoL-65wIVU6veCh1tKAWxEAEYASADEgLVKPD_BwE

Each following has following followers until the name is not repeated, write the tumblr following follower bro 2 avoid confusion dude

Get money in the link below

https://iqoption.com/land/start-trading/en/?aff=74213&afftrack=iqen&clickid=d8hknrt2r75qtums1pbjfn7c

https://www.indiamart.com/proddetail/digital-timer-tm-619-series-19342654230.html

Let them put money on phone as online and if any send it direct to my phone not bank as previous brewing many hate/dubious activities that makes ya tire and wild or sickening dude

Say south Africa has made me but stressing while elongating your voice, then the above same machines are made in the dark including big ammunition like machine gun-mix Euphobia/ojuok with dough bro and see

Soda create immersed into the dough gives rockets and airplanes, jets, tinga tinga, trucks and heavy road machines like caterpillars and army machinery like tankers. Cust metal like the engine puts when done the same gives ya the 2 person small mercedez benz. The dough must be made by many people like the size of a 2 family in-case with the planes. Bread creates as well gives ya the double deck British type of bus and the E-bus and the dream-liner. Many people can be sensitized to make the dough the bring at the company 4 an extra-pay to them. You either defecate, urinate from lofty high, blow charcoal or hit with along rod in the dark, whichever method you wanna.

Human air in dough makes shoes, tag wood speakers, ties etc

Drones match box/sticks in dough

choppers jericans in dough or ndoos bro

Original machine are made with brought dough from many people and the dough aint stiff but soft as much water was added.

Xmas tree made with the small fenced flower like having chamama leaves unto the dough bro

Sunflower flower or wild sunflower flower as landana makes like success, wedding cards, cakes, smooth furniture like tables, stoves, gadget like screw drivers, toothbrush etc when added to dough

If our houses or car can have the corrugated type of the walls in the link below then it can remove the being rude spirit in us

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+concrete+fences+wall&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj72a-5ncHnAhWj8uAKHYLSBDkQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

Don’t worry 4 accommodation as looking 4 a friend to take u in which can be cumbersome many times, just click the link below prior to ya vist and locate the shelter address u wanna go, call them and take a curb to there even with green-card winners or holders, check with every state bro

https://www.homelessshelterdirectory.org/

Motor bike operators in I don’t know Albania or Armenia don’t stand on the road but they got a radar on the phone/computer system where client can check the shortest distance or who near and call them to come, this reduces crime and hooliganism on the roadside as much as taxi operators bro. Its a system fixed on the phone or motor bike GPRS.

Jitole kazi kwa vijana but with launch u r given like $ 1 to eat while the rest ferried to Somali and Tz to build those spheres. Its a trade gimmick bro, aint be their or other feasible ways looked into

Leave alone the inverter option as it needs timer to work 24/7 and they must be 2 to alternate in works, but with an alternator then u step up or with solar panel, u need no 2 sets as the above but like the electric transformer can place the step up in a posh squire container with diesel or petrol oil and wont worn or made dat way from the factory, click the links below 4 more, we the best as we are the guiding lights not advisors bro

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+120-240+step+up+transformers&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi0qaHMoMHnAhXMN8AKHYN8CtgQ420oCnoECAoQGA&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=6MIeE9djgTmhiM

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+honda+stator+comp&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjklvvkoMHnAhWbFMAKHQLSDTYQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?q=electric+transformer+oil+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjXhJ7NocHnAhUWQUEAHa3zA8EQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

The above applies even if the step up are 2 or more dude

The below lights that affects ya mind or tires ya brain making ya like sick are made with spermatozoa

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+shiny+bulbs&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjNkd2IocHnAhWPi1wKHXcDAi0QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

Nyathi kapod thin to min gi oehre, to kobiro tho, to biro ner kaoboke, the one who was dead and now alive, has come back to her senses as well, recuperated as prodigal son, alikuwa bado baridi baridi, was cold not bolt, No-ng'ich ng'ich. He has identified his talent, accomplishing his dream and she is no 1 other than thopi

When u insert broken glass unto the dough it makes the xmas lights and other accessories.

Straight grinder codeless with a car alternator as in youtube

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=codeless+straight+grinder+with+a+car+alternator+to+produce+power

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=codeless+straight+grinder+images

Distilled water and frying oil made this way as well, where u take a small amount then put in a sanitized big container then urinates on its side and boom what u want or just one bottle and u hit with a long rod then many such bottles are formed

Cookers, fridges, blender, oven, microwave are made with dough mixed with muddy waters or inserted inset sugar cane husks, bottle tops, fish bones and even the double door fridges are made in the dark, while u sprinkle cold water or blow off hot firewood or charcoal many people or eating of boiled maize smeared with chili or caressing the chin/chicks of tender young women or kids

At the place where former Kb teacher wandere lived was the exact location where the great scientist lived at, the Late Galileo Galilee

And where frank osoro of kb lived is where st Paul mother lived at and where dady zilpah brother of Achego girls lived near query was the now st Paul house exact location bro

With the not wireless house internet, we can use the agency dat collect ya rent to foresee dat once the landlords have agreed and found upto 14 users 4 1 installation where they internet cash is added unto the rent bro. 1 connection can even link up2 30 houses because even though its 14 per 1 connection not all household connected to 1 Wi-Fi uses it at ago or at the same time, Goat and sheep parable to cement de truth that made Christ to be a rested.

Minaj tells me dat if u eat fecal matter in ya food dat u don’t know u rap like k-j in the link, like artificial food is made as explained in other tumblr a/c following this 1

Can you see a kid or just a person without knowing their mother and by monitoring his character tells the mother shape of him like in the link below, for example tall but slender young men but slightly wide at the shoulder wants good things and are 1st in disrespect, mothers are wide hiped, the best kids are the ones their mothers,kinda, the booty its like poped out like in the link below, study the women in these links br and see what am telling ya

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/humpydangle

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/daddies-dreamgirls

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/orgasmicallyelectric

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/stormiikitty

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/euniceriverside

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/sunshine-at-midnight

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/humpydangle

The luo got the Mozambique blood of wide hip women like the Chicago women

South Africa has built me x3 while susan confirming his speech while tipsy to his pals as he is leaving, south Africa has built him, just see his ride at the gate. Women south Africa has built me elongating his speech in a tipsy manner. Obina, sout Africa has built me!!!!!

Watu, at dat time, the rood of David loving killing wrong people, got dat blood, at sound bro, rwandi, omondi, mfalme wa yawhodi, Tutsi love sianda and tugo as gems and highlands while the former loves rolling/plain lands and its known dat way bro

When banks atrophies and lecturing, another job that can make people greet ya wid respect when off job is being a bus driver of the bus in the link below, Big truck driver, pilot, work in the five star, air ticketing or in a stock exchange firm wid well pay and even in politics they got no cash as investigated so has no hoot bro

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+big+truck&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj-79WZpLznAhUKVBUIHeseCEkQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+soccer+club+bus+&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiStcKtpLznAhUG-hoKHfHDCAcQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+soccer+club+bus+&gs_l=img.3…12951.27156..27966…0.0..0.219.3831.0j10j9……0….1..gws-wiz-img.TTdf1S85_EU&ei=OLA7XpK5OIb0a_GHozg&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d

The above will at least give ya rest bro

Another way china makes money long time was via xmas lighting and other accessories like the xmas tree, infact 4 the gadgets above to reach the consumer they start to make them in the mid of the year then ship it like 5 months to xmas, china alone in 2010made a whooping $ 11 billion on such not to mention usa and Canada sales to central and Latin America as their market sphere, click the link below 4 more

https://www.google.com/search?q=christmas+lights+and+other+christmas+accessories+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjVucarpbznAhW5RxUIHbJyAwIQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?q=idi+fitri+lights+and+other+christmas+accessories+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjT2YutpbznAhULcxoKHbYXADEQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=idi+fitri+lights+and+other+christmas+accessories+images&gs_l=img.3…5967.8889..9815…0.0..0.222.1783.0j6j3……0….1..gws-wiz-img.50OOOJxPmd0&ei=RLE7XtOnHIvmabavgIgD&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d

When u learn how to make the above even toys, it reduces their income in their national budget thus causing a deficit making dem poor as much as books used inn colleges if u know how to print bro, get it straight fellows

Let the govt build another road like in sub-Saharan Africa al2gether passing in another place not refurbishing the used 1,let it be lifted like the 1 in the below link and train line like two can pass beneath and when it has not reached the city cbd the train or the bus service can have a curb to take people to the station once u book the ride like maybe 5-10 km off the city to avoid traffic snarl up bro

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+zachary+taylor+parkway+in+louisiana&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjNyJDLprznAhW8TxUIHYQ4DawQ7Al6BAgJEBk&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=nkXDb7q261QNyM

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+ofmerit+parkway+in+boston&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjBrsTNprznAhVF0RoKHZMGCZEQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+ofmerit+parkway+in+boston&gs_l=img.3…27301.34345..34730…0.0..0.229.3863.0j16j4……0….1..gws-wiz-img.RdOLKd2GKTk&ei=lLI7XsGUOcWia5ONpIgJ&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+dr+kelog+road+in+wichita&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjUp73-prznAhVQMRoKHbYKDD0Q2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+dr+kelog+road+in+wichita&gs_l=img.3…3646.4522..5825…0.0..0.207.400.0j1j1……0….1..gws-wiz-img.UAZC6jXlN3o&ei=-7I7XpS-I9DiaLaVsOgD&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d#imgrc=TGJY2HFCYzQHzM

https://www.google.com/search?q=photos+of+lifted+up+highways&client=firefox-b-d&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=IKMcPa3n7aV93M%253A%252CxvBBK-Pf3iu7LM%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kR20HHCddcpL_auMe7KtbclvD4Bww&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiSh92ap7znAhUcSxUIHXB2BpQQ9QEwBHoECAQQDQ#imgrc=IKMcPa3n7aV93M:

Where Christ went to heaven was the parking of open door in Wichita and inside the open door was the lords super when going to heaven will at the lords dinner b4 going, saying peter is about to betray him, click the link below fellow

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+lords+dinner+wichita&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjQ7tvUp7znAhUsTBUIHTXjCqIQsAR6BAgHEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+open+doors+wichita&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjd66fWp7znAhWS0YUKHQL9DYMQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+open+doors+wichita&gs_l=img.3…6382.9815..10346…0.0..0.286.2532.0j4j8……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0j0i24.mKOB5iR4m6s&ei=s7M7Xp3GL5KjlwSC-reYCA&bih=654&biw=1024&client=firefox-b-d

Open doors was a tailor shopat dat time bro

You don’t have to place many metallic bars on railway but u can put a big concrete like 300 kg at 2 meter apart like in the link below to avoid train over-turning

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+train+trucks&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi3x6CjqLznAhW2URUIHfedAPwQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=9k8YO-1fRLNGmM

From inside the rail truck where the train wheel fix on the rail from below wheels can be placed so they are 2 sets on 1 side to protect the train from overturning as 1 runs from above, the normal 1 and the other set which is not propelled from inside the rail but from below like with siren gas propelled bullet train in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+bullet+train+railway&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwin4suGqbznAhUgXhUIHTarBs4QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

Let their be no forex exchange for the $ or pound, let their be no trade if u don’t listen cause promotes money laundering and rudeness, close ya tv or internet, Africans have known how to make other gadgets and can still do.

At exams students, get their with ya tablet or phone, camera and capture ya exam prior to finishing then post on a tumblr a/c u can get back to, just name the subjects they add ya name if not already taken to humble the Mr big man syndrome with saving things 4 their kids so the nation becomes straight and lenient dude.

Click the link below and tell me how many usa states are populated not all dude, incase of separation, look b4 u leap and read between ya eye, pro-act b4 u talk, think b4 u leap

https://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_U.S._states_by_population

USA as well get money via the sell of software and on the payment option like pay-pal or adv-cash

They want the sub-saharan Africa not to be dat developed like in Road network so it takes much time to rich other distant cities, so the rich opt for air-travel using the local passenger planes, poor roads only favors the poor and consume much oil 4 the vehicles used to only promote artificially made oil or the opec nations. And artificial oil is a cartel for those who are in the govt of those nations

SUV cars like Toyota Prado or Nissan counterpart can take like 3-4 hours in a well uplifted road like the Kellogg rd of Wichita where there is no stoppage but where to stop there is an interchange to another road as opposed to the sub-Saharan 1 which de same distant takes up-to 7-8 hrs. So this favors japan SUV cars but due to bad road promotes air-travelling which many whites are the share-holders taking cash back home in pretense bro

Another area is the internet that funds Europe and the USA which you got to come up with, like the home wi-fi system which to enjoy economies of scale needs huge population which the whites are up-to. Dont be mean by placing 1 wi-fi per house, it can works upto 14 different houses, so combine cash in dat neighborhood and wi-fi 4 $40 which is 5 G u pay like $ 3 a month

Another area u got to come up with is the TV decoder system which as well needs the reality of internet described above bro High population which the whites are upto dude, no kidding bro, even if it means war.

Sperms donated by boda boda men put in a container the u caress the booty of a woman or the chin of a young tender lady or kid makes foods such as Carbage, kale, long life milk, maize, tomato sauce, pop corn maize, green-grams, rice and many. If u want to make the insane the 1 donating such, u wait untill it rains then u pour out the mixture described above unto the rain then after like 1-3 months they atrophies. Thats what they do at chain store entrance and the tolerance given to them out of their utility.

They thought Christ was making gadgets so were looking unto his eye if swollen as if had a heavy intercourse. If at all his eyes were heavy out of the shaft of light produced and since they lived on a story hse that housed Dillon store, they thought the food he made to feed 4-5 thousand people was stolen their so were investigating if he made a hole via the floor.

Get money via the link below, When America breathes the whole world grabs/catches/get the cold dude

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Make money dude, stop dilly dallying bro, get money

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Moi has seen life has been made cheap so nothing to worry 4 the future generation, seen how money and gadgets are made for that shaft of light produce to aid in his death and many bro

The white character portrayed further good so u live the kikuyu blooded once and 4 all cause can destroy de whole world as no justice bro

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When u caress the booty of 2 women side by side in the dark with offering like dough mixture above it forms big gadgets like phone servers, computer severs, internet servers or phone boosters and any machine u see. Even by caressing the chin/chick of kids makes gadgets as well for the tender women

Online classes in the below links

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZB8iA8dR_U

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bWjyA-j1sI

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=algebra+lecture+at+ny+high+schools

Sony speakers are gotten out at the factory those that are side effect free then replaced with those made out of cows eye that cuts ya life span, worker and vineyard parable another version to cement de truth bro as well as Panasonic.

If you immerse big bolts and nuts or Irish potato or avocado peel or inside seed unto the dough u see Panasonic gadgets that side effect free which is hided from the masses but given that 1 made out of killed kitten which cut ya life span to die fast. Friends for longevity after u buy ya gadget and not proper to ya as above, take to a technician to replace the speaker cover, linen or cloth/paper, dude, no kidding it kills

No battery timer can be made to eradicate us of the instant power supply needed to power it and even any gadget like in the links below, where like the cooker or fan timer made big not to take 1 hr but even 1 week or day to last to turn another timer of the same kind which will take its place as it turns the former again to complete the metamorphosis just like with copier belt motor system below

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=bm+100+motor+bike+stator+comp+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwies–GjLjnAhVSa8AKHZ7FCswQsAR6BAgKEAE&cshid=1580826093004252&biw=1280&bih=881

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=electric+cooker+timer+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiq67LNjLjnAhUKmBQKHU2gCNUQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=881#imgrc=OOvKjxayYF-FiM:

When a coil of magnet rotates inside the comp it produces power which u can control via a solar charger controller then to a big inverter or step up transformer in the link below to produce power without battery added when 2 timer technology is adopted like in the copier motor belt system or walk man motor system

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=photos+of+120-240+step+up+transformer&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj5u-20jbjnAhXIQEEAHcFNAr8QsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=881#imgrc=Hy9724HHtzhTCM:

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Kisii taking money to Malawi, so here wanting ya small food as hungry.

The best car ever is one made with dough mixed with new/old tiles which are cut into pieces and immersed, as well tea or coffee leaves can be added as well among the tile or curdled milk as well as yoghurt, worker and vineyard parable to cement de truth, Fruit like mango or paw paw mixed with the same cut tire, aint too shinny nor to blurred to affect the brain like with just tire made car.

Artificially made cement with cat/dog family fecal matter makes ya feel good and draws ya to the structure, bringing 4th love as opposed to mined 1 which has the tire above feature and the difference between USA and developing nations. Its cement that brings the beauty of those lands which if used the same in Africa, they became per like in ksm 4rems junction, the msafiri hotel is such an example built with artificial cement, visit and find my truth bro.

Another timer technology can be a 2-4 v motor with many gears to turn slowly then a turning belt between 2 gears is place where it rotates but on the belt it has 2 stoppers fixed to switch off or on the switch which is the timer 4 ya machine like with the printer motor in the link below, 1 stopper (the short one) takes the switch to the middle from far end to connect the circuit or break the circuit depending on how the switch is made, the the other stopper (the long 1) can take the switch to the other far end which must get to dat position to be taken back not in the middle but to the far end to open or close the circuit b4 again the stopper rolls up to do the same, in an on and on manner like the door locks below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+door+locks&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiMusWLmbfnAhUMCsAKHbXVBR8QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&biw=1024&bih=654&tbm=isch&sa=1&ei=VwU5XrK5NPWp8gKtwajoDg&q=images+of+inside+of+the+printer&oq=images+of+inside+of+the+printer&gs_l=img.3…8679.15150..16141…0.0..0.383.5075.0j8j13j2……0….1..gws-wiz-img…….0j0i8i30.dAaPWvDscc4&ved=0ahUKEwjywJ-OmbfnAhX1lFwKHa0gCu0Q4dUDCAY&uact=5

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Women should not be robust in controlling the economy like in Nigeria or Jamaica, they can atrophy the economy in the long run as destroy the nation, rather women to be lazy and men robust like in UG, women sometimes do their own silly stuffs which if not controlled destroy a large part dude period

In USA govt own homes and citizens buy as opposed to sub-Saharan nations where u can build by yourself, so they get money via net like olimtrade or 2goinvoice and build their houses and hotels as opposed to developed world where even hotels are franchise like in the link below, very hard to start ya own business as opposed to Africa, they just buy household goods with internet cash, cars and just live large as opposed to Africans who use dat cash to develop the nation at large, very hard to find 1 investment like a personal hotel as opposed to Africa, they are a franchise.

https://www.ranker.com/crowdranked-list/top-restaurant-chains-in-America

https://www.smartmeetings.com/news/hotels-resorts/97271/new-list-names-top-50-hotels-united-states

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_exports_of_the_United_States

http://www.worldstopexports.com/united-states-top-10-exports/

While African nations have not learnt to make the same original machines above that don’t fail easily like in-case of a gun in war with a criminal, so u r bound to buy from them, even with planes that don’t fall off easily, lest u learn the same then u can compete with united states of American in production and good life, without dat its anemic

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DirecTV

https://www.statista.com/statistics/497288/directv-number-video-subscribers-usa/

When what is in the link above comes to Africa the Europe or China aint no-more to share the customers and most people love the Negro programs, Friends, I bet and no doubt to cement the dawning truth, “When America breaths the whole world catches the cold”

With Horticulture in Netherlands, they say, God created The World while The Dutch men built Netherlands.

trut

Hurl a mango unto the wall and boom the money u want, overripe 1.

Magrass is antidote bro for taken cold water or fruit juice with dough products 4 people who belittle ya without a cause. Obina some1 must collapse or die in a months time, kebi has done the above, ESP the dignitaries behind false jobs to him.

Rye products makes ya body as face by just looking unto them, just way the people from such nations they are grown in the link below are soft and supple. How best is a best land

https://www.statista.com/statistics/190489/rye-production-in-specified-countries/

https://www.worldatlas.com/articles/leading-wheat-producing-states-in-the-united-states.html

In USA is mostly grown in Ny and it guides 1 ways, no 1 and as a beauty product of cleansing ya skin, a huge market 4 such product by just having it.

The light produced from a rotating bicycle or motor bike stater kills a woman, no kidding bro, pure truth dude.

The link below rep keys which can be made by hand or describe it to the devil and he makes it once u got dat idea and still open ya door if came across ya key, so de best way to go is automated keys or code padlocks

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=different+type+of+padlock+keys+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjLscyn4LXnAhVOZMAKHf-MD5MQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

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Click the link below and get a glimpse of manual timer

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with dough with cold water u even die on the stearing mara dathat, if 1 partakes on ya behalf bro, lost control. setting her legs apart as if defecating but urinating,kinda, 1 told her gadgets are made dat way,minaj. As if 1 is pumping dat thing. my tumblr mcsleepynelson,

As earlier thought above in the down link but as kebi brought it under ae incase oil atrophies

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As kebi brought it below

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Chinis are here sponsoring hooliganism, get back to ya nation, thought u r above, when money issue put online they as well shivers like in the link below

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What u pour unto the mixture gives the gadget when dough is mixed with rags, euphorbia or e-waste, plastics or scrap metal

When u pour out okwaju juice it makes building bricks, stones, timber or metallic, wooden houses

soup stew- timber, phantom, lamboguinea, infinity cars, limousines etc

Orange juice gives saucers

Pineapple juice gives trains, planes, drones etc

Apple juice- stationery,  kitchen ware, building stones or Malaysian furniture and other small gadgets like hospital machines or timers

Avocado juice- stoves, big machines like capillarity or bulldozers, building stones, caskets, airplanes, big hospital machines, microscopes etc

Apricot juice- rockets or drones or missiles or detonators

Guava juice, copper or aluminum wares

Strawberry- furniture, shoes or belt and ties or jewels dude or anything u see when dat come up to ya mind, worker and vineyard parable to cement d trut, I cant mention all gadgets bro

Plastic or mabati toilets, rags in the dough then u hurl with a hot mixture like tea, porridge etc in the dark and boom they r formed.

Police dna test, ama sturb som1 wanting to eat in my house by force or grab my manhood yet they have known how to get money via the net, please intervene, don’t arrest me again 4 interrogation or beat me up, warn dat person bro

Rye products like bread by just looking unto them cleanse ya system to make ya live long, esp makes ya face soft, eradicate all pimples bro. With age at tumblr sign up, if u write less age ya head becomes small and vice versa bro, it guides ya of big thing small things of life. Mara dathat in revelation 5, de root of davido Rod, herod, killing kids, disturbed by Christ instincts.

Even wheat, rye products taken with cold water collapses those who disturb ya without justice bro like mandazi or chapatti, lost coin parable to cement de truth, let us kill the Mr Hindu disturbers this way including white men and Negro men were banking on this to eliminate Africans out of their land using their women. Got to be wise bro

Even china now eats with Dishy like zuku or startimes and is the only loophole left when all the dubious ways have been blocked of making cash and others have learnt to make the same machines they used to make so minimal markets 4 them. Direct tv should be brought to share profits or Africans come up with their own paid tv, click the below link 4 more and the price for the above aint less than $ 5 and some pay more, banking on this bro, while they still lie to people on the below to make ya mind relax

https://www.statista.com/statistics/279101/number-of-digital-tv-households-in-china/

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=number+of+house+hold+with+subscription+to+china+paid+tv

https://www.digitaltvresearch.com/ugc/Sub-Saharan%20Africa%20Pay%20TV%20Forecasts%202018%20TOC_toc_193.pdf

Multiple the figures on the links given to ya by ya country exchange rate and see how much is taken home and more dude, eating on ya head, saying u want their women pussy madly

Bibles are bought hugely among primary and high school students and many stolen b4 replenishment, so its a hot cake of making quick cash every year and same with weather cloths like gumboots or umbrellas which give the USA close to $ 5 every cold season.

The truth as well lies with koran in the link below, during the Portuguese inversion of East African coast and Omani Arab the same, is when they drafted the 2 books for unforeseen future circumstances 4 their kids.

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=quaran+sold+per+year+statistics

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&ei=tAo4Xt-8I8iGgQbPhK6oBQ&q=bible+sold+per+year+statistics&oq=bible+sold+per+year+statistics&gs_l=psy-ab.3…1309472.1310382..1311840…0.2..0.277.1186.0j1j4……0….1..gws-wiz…….0i71.F2ZNgeM8dYU&ved=0ahUKEwjf5ueKqrXnAhVIQ8AKHU-CC1UQ4dUDCAo&uact=5

https://thebibleanswer.org/bibles-sold-each-year/

https://www.unitedbiblesocieties.org/record-number-of-bibles-distributed-by-bible-societies-in-2014/

Number of bibilia distributed 4 free against the bought ones to see profitability, where 1 copy costs not less than $ 5 and more bro

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https://www.bing.com/images/search?q=photos+of+steering&qpvt=photos+of+stearing&FORM=IGRE

https://www.leathersteering.com/en/43-steering-wheel-covers

https://www.bing.com/shop?q=photos+of+wall+clock&FORM=SHOPPA&originIGUID=3162D162F0F44B2087F4CA39258F780D

When like 4-6 volts motor is mounted to many gear to run/turn slowly like the wall cloak gears then on the steering cover has metallic part to roll on to connect the wires on its 2 sides b4 turning on the plastic side to cut off the current to switch of the circuit, this can be a good timer where on rotating inside like the steering cover on both sides rolls/runs like 2 bearings rubbing itself against the wall of the steering cover to connect the circuit b4 it winds up on the plastic part without metallic casing inside to conduct that power, so it u want long time out u buy the cover that fits that perfection and vice versa

With another timer technology can use a motor mounted to many gears to rotate slowly to like finish a cycle in a 24 hr manner like the fat hr hand of the wall clock, where at set interval 4 the timer to open a circuit, it rotates like inside a plastic casing like the searing casing where at opening the switch it rubs itself of the metallic part b4 it rolls again on the plastic/rubber side to disconnect the power supply like in the link below according to amani

http://www.steering-cover.com/Car-Steering-Wheel-Cover

https://www.shutterstock.com/search/wall+clock

Click the link below and listen to the song below

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=twista+ft+faith+evans+hopeful

https://www.anern.com/Product/Solar-Street-Light?gclid=EAIaIQobChMIloPp3cmr5wIVgxPTCh0mnQphEAEYASAAEgJBo_D_BwE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDmxayLmt1Y

The car in the link above is Toyota but I guess the headlight is hooligans not polite people, we can customize it like in the link below

https://www.canstockphoto.com/yellow-tourist-mini-bus-on-white-15897285.html

While the back light take the shape in the link below for right in business minded not pretenders, contented by kebi

https://www.canstockphoto.com/minibus-isolated-16616751.html

https://www.instagram.com/c3nab_a_v_a_r_a_/

Buy Canada Kebytv, it doesn’t mess with ya eye even if u watch it 4long hours

British air reaping upto 250 billion KHS, Kenyan money, 4 times more profitable than East African largest co, safcom, so to stay afloat they diminish other airline stake by sponsoring fellow to fall them down as Ruoth explains it in mrmonde tumblr a/c. U will meet ya end together with liasing with usa airlines as well. The G7 nations make planes that rather don’t fall easily, so even if u have the plane making technology, question is will yours not fall to shift customers attention to yours to increase customer base and lead the market. Kebi take heed bankers and lecturers sponsoring hooligans like piki piki riders to hear from ya and ambush ya by ya words. Keep mum dude as an advice, listen to de song below to make ya strong

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ydi-5qU4Q24

Like Tz people are now giving up to dubious ways as they have now learnt dat life is somehow cheap by knowing how to make artificial food, online money, the shift of attention from good things to ordinary life as seen on other tumblr a/c following this a/c and knowing at large the machine making technology and that anywhere made can look good as the photos of developed nations as seen on the tv, so nothing to worry/fear but built ya sphere. Kenyans, Somali, Nigerians have not hearken unto this truth, change dude or change will change ya

My tumblr name mcsleepynelson and email is [email protected] period

see my following followers

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When 1 is burried with flat top casket,it means, he was not that accepted, loved or about to be killed opposite of oval shapped casket. With Flat top it usually remains in ya memory the deceased or if u attended any funeral opposite of the roun to 1 in the links below

https://www.google.com/search?q=flat+top+caskets+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwju0rKws_7mAhWMRMAKHZACA6sQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

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The usa and Europe b4 china and India new how to make this and the latin America as much as the arab world it was their market bro which now have shrunk by more than 60% out of the fact the above nations even some African nations have learnt the same.

When u buy 2 No fuel generator to alternate in operation like described in mypulserate68pointpointsomething, u need no 2 battery 1 on another and 1 on the other. It can use 1 wet cell of 1 nf generator,  you remove the battery of 1 set then connect its terminal wires to the battery of the other of the same wire cloure, like red wire gets to where the red wire of the set with the battery is connected and the black wire as well with 2 timers on the wires that leads to each Nf generator dude.

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candles are made with cassava under the urinate/piss on the container sides, good tiles or tv or stereos that dont interfere with the brian are made with bird eggs.Even candle as much as matchbox/stick will be eliminated with No fuel generator cooking using the cooker or coil as much as gas or charcoal or paraffin, its like a double-edged sword bro. Sony stereo or tv cuts ya brain tissue, shortening ya life, either Panasonic cause it gets u into the coffin but can get out of dat coffin by listening to life music or eat roasted maize straight from the garden, the road to Emmaus, another version to bring reality. 4 the jew to rise to cement bible truth, with their dubious ways blocked, they got to be few to create a huge per-capita income compared to other nations, thus must resort to ways to reduce population if long term or short term get involved in a war to reduce the population like Germany in post ww2, there u got it dude!!! Burying people in funny casket colors like pink white shows luck of respect 4 the dead bringing 4th spirit we know not unless inducted. People should be buried in a dark grey casket like abroad to show respect, shut up let the white people direct ya or tell u the steps even if a head of them for the world to run smoothly. Click the link below 4 the best casket color which if u put in ya cars kills ya fast bro http://bestride.com/news/car-colors-are-all-shades-of-gray-these-days

https://www.cardekho.com/toyota/toyota-fortuner-colors.html

https://www.gettyimages.com/detail/photo/coffin-at-a-cemetery-royalty-free-image/104304892?adppopup=true

The above are the casket colour 4 respect not what we see in Africa, respected people being buried in casket color in below link bringing 4th bad spirit

https://www.gettyimages.com/photos/coffin?sort=mostpopular&mediatype=photography&phrase=coffin

Boda boda people now are open thieves, taking away from u, if u got a bag, look into it and take ya money, cause they have learnt how to make guns bro

U would rather accept early cause electric cars are reality rather than opposing, where will it take ya and finally e–cars are here with us, accept early and forge ahead bro, dont live in the past or doubt or organizing pre-war alliances that u r this and that as jew or Egyptian by wanting to take others land which wont take ya anywhere coz u have learnt how to make gadgets that can make ya dwell in snow which u feared previously like huge clothing and AC’s

When 1 is burried with flat top casket,it means, he was not that accepted, loved or about to be killed opposite of oval shapped casket. With Flat top it usually remains in ya memory the deceased or if u attended any funeral opposite of the roun to 1 in the links below

https://www.google.com/search?q=flat+top+caskets+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwju0rKws_7mAhWMRMAKHZACA6sQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

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The usa and Europe b4 china and India new how to make this and the latin America as much as the arab world it was their market bro which now have shrunk by more than 60% out of the fact the above nations even some African nations have learnt the same.

When u buy 2 No fuel generator to alternate in operation like described in mypulserate68pointpointsomething, u need no 2 battery 1 on another and 1 on the other. It can use 1 wet cell of 1 nf generator,  you remove the battery of 1 set then connect its terminal wires to the battery of the other of the same wire cloure, like red wire gets to where the red wire of the set with the battery is connected and the black wire as well with 2 timers on the wires that leads to each Nf generator dude.

images of solar power generator and Nf generator in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?hs=zQ1&q=solar+power+generators+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=opera&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj6646X8PvmAhUZM8AKHZreCp4QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1240&bih=882#imgrc=s75H7x8O1zw9YM:

https://www.google.com/search?hs=y9L&q=images+of+no+fuel+generator&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=opera&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiivLeB8fvmAhUGUcAKHT6NC7QQsAR6BAgGEAE&biw=1240&bih=882

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china could have talked 2 the usa to give kebi his money to make his own gadgets b4 they made them like in the link above, it means if he could not have blocked them they could have silenced him like amon ojwang and take it from him. Hold to it bro, making progress!!!

see my following followers, click the link below 4 more dudes

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nelsonmcsleepy The devil will be hurled down in revelation is mlk coz he cheated folks with his a little bit altered sermons, that their is much nuclear in china dat can destroy a city as big as ny, putting people in constant fear and many more and chiefly, these were john the baptist sermons while arrested in jail dat made the elite want to own them thus has to eliminate him by cutting the head. Maybe he wrote them while in custody or during chapel he delivered them.

The no fuel generator you can buy 2, the solar powered option 1 that works during the day to power ya business and the motor rotating stater 1 (no fuel 1), works at night or when sunlight is insufficient due to cloudy weather. Its like killing 2 bird with 1 stone, click the link below 4 more

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Single-phase-2kva-to-50kva-ac_60485779112.html?spm=a2700.8293689.youMayAlsoLike.1.2ce667aftZA3fO

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Kalenjin wants their own, material trouser do not depict ya, that if u wear other long pants they aint in good terms with ya, like kaki they wanna break a fight with ya even on roads. Lets us check ny if minaj is around and where is she hiding if not made it to ksm via the 16 km fissures underground.

tumblr a/c nelsonmcsleepy, following followers check, presidency is 4 the poor who wanna get rich via govt deal without dat they wallow in lack of money frustration

This is what u can delete. Cybers are even 4 white people or building other spheres like TZ. Govt to provide affordable wi-fi connection to every house where you can pay daily bundle to make cyber empty to thwart the moves of such nations with arrogance above, even with food grocery and shops as selling 2nd hand clothes they take it to Tz to build. So the govt should curb all this bro, like opening many chain stores with grocery sides, anyway life has became more affordable to every family. Delanu saying, NY mit, kata bol, even if its far, we got E-bicycle, echiew go kinyi to enyono anyona, u just wake up in the morning no looking 4 bas pas but just give it a ride to the library, shelter or the next free food joint not to mention mc donald and no stopage with the security traffic lights, u, you just lide. BEL yawa

Guns are made either with stones or cassava put in a container then many pissalivate on the container sides and boom the gun you want or grenade with sweet potato. Going to hell is 2 fold, u can go 2 hell but not in hell fire as furnace.

Dolls are made with muddy clay waters or dough like in the process above giving ny state like khs 200 billion yearly. Even motor bikes should be on credit or vans/matatu so the natives of a nation buys to build their own spheres not like the Tz people with ujama capitalizing on that to create a pool of people they have talked to, to remit money back home coz they are more than willing to give ya even tuk x2 like they have called kebi while kenya are still in heated debate of how to get women, of jealousy or kenyais beautiful, stop dude and put gadgets on credit to curb tz trade gimmicks.

With buy 2 non fuel generator, the solar 1 can charge the battery of the battery rotated motor rotating the stater to produce power to be used in cloudy weather or at night in the link below

Photo starts should be of 2 types, 1 that if sense light rays switches the switch to connect the circuit and 1 which if has sensed the same opens the switch to disconnect the circuit so the 2 set can be a timer 4 any electric gadget.

lie on some incidences that is u though 1 changed to ya likeness the transfiguring

my new tumblr a/c is mrmcsleepynelson with [email protected] its opening email period boy

Automatic car dat needs no driver can be made like the toy 1 where controlled 2 motor rotates on the each wheel gear to negotiate corners and keep it straight once it got cameras as well the drones with camera u can buy to use to check like the security of ya house, premise all round in a 100 meter way that is 1 hectors bro. U come up with idea and the devil makes it bro.

Click the links below 4 more

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ACYBGNS9zNrWZs8dHzDtABVvpDPSfTNVCA:1578744270413&q=images+of+the+big+toy+car+wheel+system&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjijrfbwPvmAhXPiFwKHeLdDGwQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

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see my following followers

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http://www.honnypower.com/Gas_Generator/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hT1hNAIMk7U

The slide switch with 2 in 1 push forward/downward to open and close another can be used to when place on the wall on the container with water on the tip to switch pump A and close pump b at the same time bro, get it loud as timer in mrmixmastertumblr

The whiteman character is looking 4 death, kebi was in his nation, he did not listen, talked to some in kenya, said he is a bother, now they say they want him back there, what he refutes after seeing him with good thing to depict their kikuyu character. Other nations should rise and eliminate the jew, each risen 1 give 1 tribe to finish and their lands taken period coz they dont relent and understand. In the petersonpassing tumblr, the no fuel described with a timer, if u buy two of such and in 1, its timer set to work from like 7.00 am - 6.00 pm then the other takes from 6.01 pm - 6.59 am then it will never stop but work that way untill the battery is worn out. Or u can use the 2 suggested photostat that when sense light opens the circuit and vice versa on the other NF generator. Even pickpocketing in market joints will be a thing of the past making even hooligans stranded when all their ways have been blocked like faking keys for locks and open them to steal not realized things at night so it be a daily routine with automated padlocks and u can google it bro Coffee made gadgets can land ya in hell, in fact if u see such gadgets, u see ignited fire, kinda, esp from central kenya and Brazil, cause u are promoting their wicked ways of changing the bible and refusing to deliver justice as many whites-got dat blood dude. People with huge wheat land u can compete wid them, like not gmo corn-flakes or wheat-flakes, are hugely bought in developed world 4 breakfast, little bread is taken, so its ready market bro and can grow hay for cattle, that means fresh milk 4 the flakes broAnother way to make cash is via noodles, which are made with cattle brain, intestine or like spaghetti with wheat so are wheat products. Corn also makes corn crisp. Colorado and states like Maine got Irish potatoes to be used in all the food chains across the USA, u can beat the USA though stride in dubious things if they resort to farming bro, click the link below 4 more https://www.statista.com/statistics/382166/us-potato-production-by-state/ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_potato_production Electric cooker coupled with the solar-powered generator and the no fuel 1 described well in other tumblr a/c following this tumblr a/c, will eliminate matchbox/stick companies, i mean they will atrophy/die, cause no ignition needed bro, click the link below 4 more https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6y_4_b6RS8 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8CXUzepL6k Madem bongeni na mimi, whoh koda wajameni, nini wrong!!!, lord can you hear me speaking!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvaHYvbFuQ0 https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=ghetto+gospel https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=ny+jarule https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=how+we+do+game+ft+50+cent https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShOQQOy5pf8

my new tumblr a/c is mrmcsleepynelson with [email protected] its opening email period boy

Automatic car dat needs no driver can be made like the toy 1 where controlled 2 motor rotates on the each wheel gear to negotiate corners and keep it straight once it got cameras as well the drones with camera u can buy to use to check like the security of ya house, premise all round in a 100 meter way that is 1 hectors bro. U come up with idea and the devil makes it bro.

Click the links below 4 more

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ACYBGNS9zNrWZs8dHzDtABVvpDPSfTNVCA:1578744270413&q=images+of+the+big+toy+car+wheel+system&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjijrfbwPvmAhXPiFwKHeLdDGwQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

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see my following followers

https://itstillworks.com/out-others-following-tumblr-22228.html

http://www.honnypower.com/Gas_Generator/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hT1hNAIMk7U

The slide switch with 2 in 1 push forward/downward to open and close another can be used to when place on the wall on the container with water on the tip to switch pump A and close pump b at the same time bro, get it loud as timer in mrmixmastertumblr

The whiteman character is looking 4 death, kebi was in his nation, he did not listen, talked to some in kenya, said he is a bother, now they say they want him back there, what he refutes after seeing him with good thing to depict their kikuyu character. Other nations should rise and eliminate the jew, each risen 1 give 1 tribe to finish and their lands taken period coz they dont relent and understand. In the petersonpassing tumblr, the no fuel described with a timer, if u buy two of such and in 1, its timer set to work from like 7.00 am - 6.00 pm then the other takes from 6.01 pm - 6.59 am then it will never stop but work that way untill the battery is worn out. Or u can use the 2 suggested photostat that when sense light opens the circuit and vice versa on the other NF generator. Even pickpocketing in market joints will be a thing of the past making even hooligans stranded when all their ways have been blocked like faking keys for locks and open them to steal not realized things at night so it be a daily routine with automated padlocks and u can google it bro Coffee made gadgets can land ya in hell, in fact if u see such gadgets, u see ignited fire, kinda, esp from central kenya and Brazil, cause u are promoting their wicked ways of changing the bible and refusing to deliver justice as many whites-got dat blood dude. People with huge wheat land u can compete wid them, like not gmo corn-flakes or wheat-flakes, are hugely bought in developed world 4 breakfast, little bread is taken, so its ready market bro and can grow hay for cattle, that means fresh milk 4 the flakes broAnother way to make cash is via noodles, which are made with cattle brain, intestine or like spaghetti with wheat so are wheat products. Corn also makes corn crisp. Colorado and states like Maine got Irish potatoes to be used in all the food chains across the USA, u can beat the USA though stride in dubious things if they resort to farming bro, click the link below 4 more https://www.statista.com/statistics/382166/us-potato-production-by-state/ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_potato_production Electric cooker coupled with the solar-powered generator and the no fuel 1 described well in other tumblr a/c following this tumblr a/c, will eliminate matchbox/stick companies, i mean they will atrophy/die, cause no ignition needed bro, click the link below 4 more https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6y_4_b6RS8 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8CXUzepL6k Madem bongeni na mimi, whoh koda wajameni, nini wrong!!!, lord can you hear me speaking!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvaHYvbFuQ0 https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=ghetto+gospel https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=ny+jarule https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=how+we+do+game+ft+50+cent https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShOQQOy5pf8

This the guessed email 4 this a/c as well I guessed the password but don’t appear like the email to copy paste, the below email

[email protected]

Hata uogotaji wa cheda shaa shote, kama kebi, eti kuangukia, kwisa kabisha with online cash blow.

Usipo fanya ambacho centi hamsini anafanya katika popin them thugs song angali bado ukomdogo, then ni kama dunia inakuacha, utakuwa na machungu mbele, exploit all ya life potential angali mchanga is when unaingilia uzee si tu hivo. Inaitwa quarter or mid life crisis, wanting to be young and grown and vice versa.

The input of a solar charger controller the sun power 10 the big 1 so in the link below u can calculate it should be connected to a solar panel of output how many volts which is 60 volts, so look 4 2 solar panel that if u connect gives ya the below dude

https://www.answers.com/Q/how_many_watts_are_in_3_amps

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yue-tkC4qYI

https://www.mpptsolar.com/en/solar-panels-in-parallel.html

If u sleep with men you have known as fuck mates, like whites do in their nations, coz their is no poverty, u have a happy life, live long and never have regretting thoughts as opposed with African women who leave men who love them and go 4 those who have cash but don’t love them, later in life they experience the reverse of the above.

How to know a lady got kikuyu blood or man, if you have their photo on the wall or on the screen as phones put it straight 4ward, then squat looking at the photo, suddenly u feel as if u got no half part of ya brain as it has dismantle and at the same time u see real quick, kinda, the ground want to slide and gets back, u on it loosing ground as well, that’s it bro, its known dat way dude to avoid them, bad blood but good on their own, cant serve justice, that point bro, ever wanting their own agenda!!! You got me girl, this world will be peopled with their offspring if not counteracted bro.

Nyamau as well as spinach or kales under the same process described in tumblr a/c following this tumblr can be made with Euphorbia. Drum head with human head or brain. The devil as well can give ya cooked food, pikwa, mfalme wa ya whodi to bring reality, just a small portion of that food the boom the amount u need that is nowadays served in Kenya joints making 100% profit bro

how to change ya name on tumblr account

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0lupRa033Y

Get to check my following followers for full information guys and see which following tumblr u wanna delete cause they are many.

Photos for no fuel generator in the link below

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mary jesus mother no mer, tipsy when was injected with sleep drug

Setting an example to the world next generation by what anything am doing

nelsonmcsleepy nelsonmcsleepy   https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Portable-Mobile-Container-Toilet-for-Bathroom_720238090.html?spm=a2700.7735675…   nelsonmcsleepy taking my words 4 granted and am a man of my words nelsonmcsleepy we are same, cheap nelsonmcsleepy even minaj can now come, i have ordered 1 in the last link at   nelsonmcsleepy tumblr a/c, timgimidwalo an delan, abe nyaka awinj mabel ok-inkendi, si wewe pekecahako

odhilo kebi marach eban kisumu, bank job imekwisa kabisha if mobilecash adopted, palo ni yot . every thing has an end bro, swag etc or pride

People who repair things are not involved in peoples beauty, what they are up to is to repair worn out/ugly tissue of machines to make them work again. If u hear of badmouth is just jealousy, esp engineers are not concerned with ya looks but on how to improve the machine outlook period. Get this bro

How to make an alternating timer . White women telling masai  indirectly if all kebi is explaining goes well in the link below. Si eti wewe kula 50 mimi nile mia, says wa Kenyatta friends to me. Mr U know  not how u have mbloke my hrt, if u need my cash when compensated, u eat  it all in the song below link

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qu6s_YdyFNk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xGhK6qgPtM

Pier mochanda gi magdalin chalo kamano, yomu, adwamulo koni gi kocha, koyiena, wajamani!!!

Behaving good next to ya as if that character may land them a job  with official clothing which is being eliminated and is bank job bro.  With insurance you got to prospect and with govt parastatal jobs the pay is minimal period bro.

Wachana na hawo wasichana, says onila to  kebi, while kebi utters in a tipsy voice “okablowele gi nyili go, nyim  gi mit nduko chal kagima edwalo kuon/sima“ Ni kanakwamba unapiga/song’a  ugali

The link below show drone with camera to curb crime or theft

https://www.google.com/search?q=photos+of+drones+with+camera&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjbmozHz_HmAhXKOcAKHWFuCqoQsAR6BAgGEAE&biw=1280&bih=950

Trukana people never like English things like songs or books, Briton are the   once who love such, trukana folks are good in Swahili rhymes and is   always known dat way and metaphor, but it can be sponsored to uplift dem or give them a good picture to be accept as right but wrong to destroy the society. Got to do scrutiny to see employed people who write swahili verses for these people. Anyway such writings are good with the poor who want to be noticed and helped when life is still closed, when life opens up like now they are irrelevant coz with ya u got well ya cash to  spend never thinking of problemos. That is the criterion used, Jamaica  people are good in figurative English get this straight girl!!!!

http://www.msn.com/en-xl/money/autos/mild-hybrid-500-and-panda-become-fiats-first-electrified-models/ar-BBYKoso?ocid=ientp

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http://www.msn.com/en-xl/northamerica/top-stories/sierra-skeleton-idd-as-ghost-of-manzanar/ar-BBYD9lu?ocid=iehp

http://100newspaper.xyz/top-10-largest-islands-in-the-world/?utm_source=taboola&utm_medium=top-10-largest-islands-in-the-world&utm_term=msn-ie11-en-ww&utm_content=http%3A%2F%2Fcdn.taboolasyndication.com%2Flibtrc%2Fstatic%2Fthumbnails%2F78e5720e4a001be49067c98e9c8def55.jpg

http://www.msn.com/en-xl/africa/nigeria/mourning-as-nigerian-actress-jennifer-omole-passes-on/ar-BBYDkH5?ocid=ientp

The link above shows ya that u can even collapse when ya country is made poor while the rest resort 2 disturbing ya

To keep completion abreast with developed world, once u have known to make the same and they got online shopping as well, u need to close down all sole proprietorship shops and make any business a franchise so they   don’t sell their goods in any nation as individuals by meeting   individuals to sale 4 them those goods like Wal-Mart, Dillon’s,   McDonalds are franchise no roadside vendors like in Africa to do the   same. Or put gadgets in credit sales 4 majority to buy to enjoy   economies of scale to bar them as well to buy counterfeit from such   nations to return money back home. That’s the game girl!!!

When   you resort to such games in the link below, u dislike posh well built   things like the USA, just be, liking just there topography and that’s   the beautiful thing girl!!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKjuYAl8R0E

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OS1bB3rm78I

Even wheat or rye that don’t spoil the teeth that much when taken less   frequently, is made out of hay which is in temperate lands not tropical land under the put in the container process girl. Smile girl!!!

I hate smooth/plain gadgets even with cars, belt, clothes, iron sheets as roofing or building stones/bricks as walls or bikes etc. They should   have option like goose pimple like or corrugated ones like the soda   bottle either from outside or inside, both can do. Or like the hand   carrot cutter gadget like in the link below

https://www.dreamstime.com/mulhouse-france-january-closeup-sprite-soda-bottles-supermarket-closeup-sprite-soda-bottles-supermarket-image107756639

https://www.amazon.com/hand-vegetable-shredder-Tool-Gadget-Sets/s?k=hand+vegetable+shredder&rh=n%3A760354

He brings the fact dat u wanna be mr big man, if u refute they tell ya to be mca dat being Mr big man aint a joke. It has an inner meaning, they have known of the tattoo thing, so upset ya to find if you got money to do the same the unknowing ambush you. They are silly, they live in the middle but know a lot which they know not, they are Trukana blooded.   Kisii, king of the jew and worker & vineyard parable to cement the   truth. Abusing u left and right 4 no solid reason wanting u to get upset to put up a fight to injure ya

diepokchuni ka hera or wach,   magdalin ni chuno wach manade kwani en-omodiep.Buy Car made out of   coffee, its shinny but changes ya mind as guide ya, its more than tea   and let it be not Arabica but robusta as Arabica after long time   denatures the mind bro fund in the link below https://theroasterspack.com/blogs/news/15409365-10-differences-between-robusta-arabica-coffee With phones and small electric gadgets buy ones made out of niddle like   leaves like jacaranda trees but of fallen trees out of bad weather but   how will u know? So companies as well should offer customer   differential-pricing out of what the gadget is made out of so like 1   phone, tv or radio can have different pricing under 1 company or shop   out of the above based on the side effects and benefits attributed to   it. Click the link below, its a sales gimmick dude https://www.gardenguides.com/13428809-what-is-the-difference-between-needle-leaf-and-broad-leaf-trees.html With metallic gadget leave alone the dough made one or corps to feel good   and kinda, bring respect 2 ya, that emotion buy machines made out of   used tires/tiles bro When using fridge with the solar option to   avoid wet cell being depleted to make ya frustrated during the night   maybe if u had 4gotten to switch the fridge, use an electric timer that switches off the fridge in the evening when no solar rays and switches it on in the morning to use the solar light again. With The Bandwagon   Co, Everything is Simplified and that’s our motto. Click the links below and scroll dude 4 more https://www.statista.com/statistics/190376/top-us-states-in-wheat-production/ https://www.worldatlas.com/articles/leading-wheat-producing-states-in-the-united-states.html https://beef2live.com/story-states-produce-corn-0-107129 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rye,_New_York https://vinepair.com/articles/whats-difference-high-wheat-bourbon-high-rye-bourbon/ https://vinepair.com/articles/whats-difference-high-wheat-bourbon-high-rye-bourbon/ https://www.statista.com/statistics/190489/rye-production-in-specified-countries/ Rye is more sweeter than wheat and is what kebis mothers used to feed him   on whenever he could have made chapati or mandashi to make him sharp   when he was young. Truth be told!!! Nyama tree can be   artificially made like with Grass or hay put in a big container then   many spit saliva or urinate on the container sides then boom the herb   leaves, branches or roots or with any other herb or just a small portion of it in the container. Click the link below 4 more https://www.google.com/search?cx=partner-pub-6638247779433690:3873384991&sxsrf=ACYBGNTVcYU2osBFo0MF_xDmkCn6U5HCdA:1578377317491&q=photos+of+nyamau+trees+in+kisii&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj1ldLa6fDmAhXk0eAKHRTnBkwQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654   They were saying that usa whites dont know how to build houses, so  they wanna be there to do the same, yet i got them handy, the same way  cars are made is the same way houses are made like in china   www.alibaba.com and again another rumor, they took our limestone 4   cement and sand when they came to colonize us with their big ships,   folks the same way gadgets are made the same way sand, stones and even   cement is made, so they built their nation dat way, what they need is   just what to eat and to exploit others without ya consent to leave   large. With solar panel hidden behind the roof, u can use any color of corrugated  iron sheet provided it diffuses light like in the link   below https://hbswjyfrp.en.made-in-china.com/productimage/qKkJZmLEaDrW-2f1j00HmSaJTisEtzA/China-Clear-Corrugated-Plastic-Roofing-FRP-Fiberglass-Sheet.html   https://www.pinterest.co.uk/roofinglinesUK/plastic-roof-sheeting/ The concrete place roofing used mostly in Africa can hinder that method of solar technology, so the company should be able to come up with glass   or plastic of the same nature to be place where u wanna place ya hidden solar panel under the roof and this a new lucrative market i bet bro,   come lets capitalize on this like in the link below dude. Click the link below 4 more http://www.eaglerooftiles.co.za/ https://www.alibaba.com/premium/concrete_roofing.html?src=sem_ggl&cmpgn=8372273401&adgrp=84173055262&fditm=&tgt=aud-794202449689:kwd-295238743106&locintrst=&locphyscl=9063091&mtchtyp=b&ntwrk=s&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=406864468249&plcmnt=&plcmntcat=&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=1t4&gclid=CjwKCAiA0svwBRBhEiwAHqKjFqQTe6akWn0fFi_iWFpZn_jQ9ZVbVUH_IsJVg43HaY7yk4SJBHV5TxoCXYcQAvD_BwE   https://unsplash.com/s/photos/roof They arrest u after u have agreed to leave the building using the sick  guards, take u to the   building basement wanting to harass ya then set u  free after calling   hooligans to ransack u to find what you got then  behaves like u r poor and a bother to them, after weeks they send  criminals to ya door to   ambush ya. What character is that dude? Mr Hindu stop, the Gold i threw away in the pit latrine and if u think i got it, then, well, come or   bring ya Gold locator to do the same, the root of  David, king of jew to cement de trut. You poor braggart whose dubious  ways have been   blocked, where has it taken you to bro, answer me dock!!! Talk Mr!!!   Click the link below 4 more, even guns have small portion  gold in them to be detected https://dir.indiamart.com/impcat/gold-metal-detector.html Now they advice u on how to eat, that u r robbing ya self self respect if u eat much, in dat u should eat less to tell u love kids or share with   them to avoid more problems when all ya dubious ways have been blocked, dont wanna hustle dude. Time will catch up with ya,previously wanna   harass ya by molesting ya now Mr motivational speaker to ya!! Bitch what can you tell me dude, stop being silly bro. They do dat to   discourage u in life so u die, quit investing and in the  aftermath   share ya wealth, dem lazy people, trukana blooded men. Killing ya plans, dreams bro,making ya tired wth life like wanting to give up  dude.   Rather do to ya money like in the link below https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bFLow5StvvU

If you belittle a certain group of people with the same body posture,   kinda, u see the earth sliding. Thats its bro, like twista bodied men 4 no apparent reason. click the link below 4 more

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zSYDbpOuYUE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hWmgsfiklcs

Photos of corrugated belts, cars as well should be made that way, not all   smooth dude like in the link below am tired with smooth 1

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/471611392223404424/?d=t&mt=login

Mafi is used to make flour as well as KDF mandazi which spoils the teeth,   dude we want u to sit down and change ya tactics, stop belittling people yet u partake like their shit from ghetto which u know not.

Usa also gets money via office stationery and this like hr glass

https://unsplash.com/s/photos/hourglass

https://unsplash.com/s/photos/office-stationery

The outer hard peel of coconut as well can be used to make cash, speakers, drum sets, caskets, woodened seats or automatic locks under the same   procedure explained in tumblr a/c following this tumblr

Scroll the page below after clicking the down link, for no fuel generator

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When u want to make an organization that employs many fall  like with recorded lectures or No fuel generator, if they aint rude,   kinda, u see imaginary fire being ignited like in the song below when it starts to show ya u might land in hell if u fail to change ya tricks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n17clMCPeJk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OyXiBR2OSc

I can die any time and am looking 4 responsible men who love my wife so   that in-case i die they can take care of my household. Men advice dont   just fight with men who love ya wife, they can be of real help dude.   Fight the mang’aa ones bro na hiyo yothe in mandeleo!!! Utters Austin   sikwap the Giriama of malindi

USA and UK gets money via   university application fee where many leave it there as the prerequisite followup is expensive or tiresome and the credentials send to those   universities via courier. To know exact mail sent via Us or European co you can check with all the couriers or at the universities as well as   international exam bodies like ABE.

You have been warned not to   talk to kebi, question is, who has the money getting tip which u   tirelessly search from him then after giving ya u give him a cold   shoulder dat u have been sensitized of the above.If the loophole is   blocked dont come back to him, well taken, good deal, u just want from   him and with ya u cant help him. Rd block to oversees nations as that is a mischief dude, blessing in disguise bro

walish are senegalis, they love helping people and smooth life, like of justice. Golo is   knowing how to help/sot people out in like an economic situation but   they are jealous with words. Gigolo is a big female inlove with a man,   so most people from dat nation r gigolo as the female counterpart is   called cougar. I got that blood dude, togolis as well got dat blood Mountain bike and comborella and other bikes give usa like $ 5 billion usd while spare parts aint counted yet, they even sell their bikes to central and Caribbean American as much as south America, google folks to find out   those nations, so this untapped market if u get the same technology and the said people aint learnt them yet. click the below link 4 more https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ethnic_groups_in_Senegal https://unsplash.com/s/photos/bicycle Photostartimer can be place on the switch off/on button of the no fuel generator found at www.alibaba.com where its battery is charged with the solar powered generator that works during the day well to store power to be used at   night, which when night falls the solar panel dont pick up light rays to charge the wet cell, so the photostat that was place on the NF   generator by a technitian senses no light to connect the switch that   starts the generator b4 the morning comes again to sense light to   disconnect the switch to make the Nf generator stop while the solar 1   starts its journey again of powering ya house. It also when has strong   many wet cell can still work through the whole night and a   photostartimer can be put on its output wires to ya appliances to break the circuit when the nfl generator kicks off and vice versa dude. This no rocket science or myth but pure reality bro. The temperate lands that grow cereals like France, Britain or Germany as well grows irish potatoe and soyi beans so they are more than tropical lands which   harbors most food crops like cassava, yam, sweet potatoes etc which   tires the brain as you cant eat them much 4 quit along time bro They wallow in despair yet wanna be 1st and get folks down with their   sickening traditions, yet they wanna connect ya with their woman so as   to benefit if they get hitched and thats why they draw close to ya if   they have investigate ya that u got money and can settled wid the said   woman who will give them their share if that transpire. Dont say that 1 is dirty, accept that your dirty ways i have been defeated and tailor ya coat to ya body size. Let every house or business premise buy automated locks to block ya silly open move of stealing small stuff to join again to make a complete packet like with candy and biscuits or opening of  truck container by cutting the seal and replacing it again with your  like in the dock ports or trucks on roads and even in chain stores. You  wanna grab my money, put up a fight and belittle me still when all ya  dubious ways are known and blocked dude, Gas bro, call siren gas bro!!!  What more again dude Small drones and toys give the USA $ 3.2  annually alone as much as jewels.Even with church sermon it can be live  like soccer and parents with kids do like those who watch soccer outside 2gether with their little ones and they call it a day by listening to  that sermon online like in the link below https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=manchester+vs+chelsea https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=sermons+of+joel+austin https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=sermons+of+td+jakes+ https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=lectures+at+princeton+university

It must be between 6-30 when signing up as u write more than 3o, it doesnt accept or less than 6. Try fellow, stop ya silliness dude.

USA   get money via valentine and xmas cards, gifts, trees and according to   research it amounts to over $ 4 billion usd in revenue as well from   electronics like money counting machines, calculator, fax machine,   automated locks, teddy bears etc as friend from those nations buy and   send to their relatives in any developing nation and phones like   Motorola and international call cards in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ACYBGNR_cBHLOuFDgGHYYosnDPInOR8y6A:1578234211531&q=international+call+cards+in+the+usa+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjmybPM1OzmAhWGYMAKHX7_CRwQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=953  

The link below rep solar powered generator that u can place a photostatimer to alternate with a mini no fuel free generator.

https://www.amazon.com/slp/portable-solar-generator/j48zcw89mhyh4ky

https://www.alibaba.com/premium/mini_solar_power_generator.html?src=sem_ggl&cmpgn=8374312713&adgrp=84745996965&fditm=&tgt=kwd-374104445888&locintrst=&locphyscl=9076829&mtchtyp=b&ntwrk=g&device=c&dvcmdl=&creative=405757858445&plcmnt=&plcmntcat=&p1=&p2=&aceid=&position=1t2&gclid=Cj0KCQiAr8bwBRD4ARIsAHa4YyLZcQprFDsZ4Ds3DZd2iP6miK8dh6Vrcq5LdXDIIOQy5JxPWtgvsBQaAupjEALw_wcB  

Even china benefits a lot from the sales of toys and dolls  bro, catch the little foxes that people dispice b4 the destroy the   vineyard. Worker parable, in a solar panel connection place ya wet cell in the middle between the solar panel wet cell and the solar charger   controller, dont place or connect wet cell apart from the invator to be started by the photostat to flow the current to the invator when no sun  rays to power the same, when their is light the bet power is constant,  it only reduces in voltage when their is no sunlight period dude. Do not fear, it can cook, iron and still be used in ya fridge all night long  when you have connected like 2, 24 volts wet cell to give ya 48-50 volts which to reduce from 50-10 dat the invertor accepts its like a tag of  war. Kikiool pi to cool the high watt invator, place the 2 outside to  alternate them using a timer like in a 1 hr basis to avoid overheating  and repairs or loss.

Expensive nets also build us or funds the  white people like in kenya where they meet people who got pity on them  and give them those nets, shoes or jackets to sell at a profit and them  given their share bro

They wanted to do the above to Tz but  E-cars have gotten them handy, folks everything comes to an alter no  matter how complicated it is bro. After incorporating wireless alarm and gun as much as camera, if the criminal proceed into ya compound wanting to hurt ya, this what u do, buy a house with balcony in the middles and within dat balcony put ya drone to escape horizontally with the ground, choose ya house where behind got undulating lands, small hills or  fenced houses to escape in the link below or just 1 with a flat top in  the middle of the roofing 4 drone but people see not.

https://www.pinterest.com/andrewhartman02/big-houses-with-balcony/

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/806425876997350285/?d=t&mt=signupOrPersonalizedLogin

Tz stop send delegates, usa is much more rich in food rather they dont buy ya small gadgets like phones, they are self sufficient even if they get cash online.

Minaj come lets shower and heading to the shower, lets beth together.

What did u eat, ya booty to fat- whispering this in his friend ears, hitting his finger like a little kid, am going to tell ya mother, doing dat is Nehemiah izo.

Look 4 Jamaica woman after Mr Hindu organization is finished, atleast who understand leave the yankees they are malawians as malawi people are arab blooded, people who want from emerging rich people or-else they thwart ya destiny but u cant want from them, at the point the song ends, kinda, he is dirtying his hood from behind. Click the link below 4 more

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NQp9WGg7Rs

Come here baby song, in the link below depicts a woman whom u could love but could not give in due to lack of sufficient cash but sleeping wid men   in ya presence as doing this and dat but u have looked around, given up in life but still gets to her or now she is mad wid ya, check it out   dude

[angrylizardjacket]

ask your destiny to dance [15] {Roger Taylor}

A/N: Medium smut. 

[masterpost]

The day Ash hears Doing Alright on the radio at her favourite cafe, she screams. This, of course, upsets the other patrons considerably, but before anyone can complain, she’s shoving her fabric samples and sketchbook into her bag, sculling her lukewarm hot chocolate, and is bolting down the street. Until, of course, she’s winded enough to slow down, and decides it’s easier to catch a bus to Brian and Roger’s apartment.

She’s been there before, it’s where they insisted on having their first fitting, since it was the apartment with the most room, and sometimes on afternoons she hangs out there with the band and Mary, sure, it’s not like she’s a complete stranger to the flat. Knocking on the door, she’s breathing heavily, still excited, and she’s not sure why she’s come here, rather than to see Freddie, but as soon as the door opens, she knows why.

“I heard you guys on the radio!” Barging past a confused Roger into the living room, she turns on her heel, still a little out of breath from having run from the closest bus stop, and her smile is blinding.

“Really? Which station?” And instead of asking her about her state, or the book bag on her hip, he’s elated, making his way to the radio in their little shoe box kitchen. Ash laughs, joining him, sheepishly admitting that it was about twenty minutes ago, but he’s undeterred. “Grab the phone; we can call them up and ask to hear it again.”

The station’s blaring some Beatles song by the time they get to it, but Ash is sitting on the counter, waiting patiently for the song to end so that the radio host could announce which number to call for requests. Roger’s buzzing about the kitchen, talking how apparently Mary’s heard them played at Biba too, and his mouth is moving a mile a minute, but then the number is said and Ash is dialing as fast as her fingers will allow. With her legs hanging off the edge of the counter, Roger taps at her knees, lips pressed together where he’s trying to keep his excitement quiet.

When the host picks up, and Ash says her name tentatively, only to hear it come out of the radio a few seconds later, Roger whispers ‘holy shit’ and Ash has to fight to not say the same. Clearly and carefully she requests Keep Yourself Alive, and specifies who it’s by and what record it’s on, and minutes later, the opening notes of the song waiver from the radio, and Ash hangs up, wide-eyed. Jumping from the counter, Ash dumps her bag beside their sofa, absolutely butchering the vocals where she struts around the room, pretending to be Freddie, loud and unselfconscious in her excitement. Roger’s matching her energy, throwing himself onto one of the metal folding chairs they had as dining room chairs, air drumming and providing harmonies that would have worked if Ash wasn’t almost completely tone deaf.

As the song moves to an instrumental section, Ash changes to enthusiastically air guitarist, jumping up onto the sofa, expression almost comically intense.

“Well, I loved a million women in a belladonic haze,” while Roger suspected the notes were entirely in her vocal range, she didn’t seem to be able to hit one, and after a moment, he’d dissolved into laughter, and wrapped his arms around her waist where she was posing with a foot up on the arm of the sofa, spinning her around before putting her back on the ground, and the drums kicked in on the radio, and she looks so fucking proud. 

“That doesn’t sound half bad.” She says, grinning up at him, and he’s still got his arms around her.

“Unfortunately I can’t say the same about your singing, love.” He snickered, and Ash felt herself blush as she swatted at him, too excited to be properly annoyed, also too self aware to call him a liar.

“So you don’t think I could take Freddie’s place yet?” She asks, and Roger actually laughs at that, and Ash thinks she can feel his heart beating fast. “Where’s Brian?” She asks, voice dropping to a murmur, her own blood rushing as the song continues on.

“Still at class.” And there’s the hint of a question in his voice, and Ash’s smile stretches into a mischievous grin, something almost fond in her eyes.

“You guys are on the radio.” She murmured, pride in her voice, though her eyes are growing dark as her gaze drops to his lips. “Rog?” And he makes a hum of acknowledgement, biting his lip to stop himself from laughing or kissing her before she can finish her thought. “Does that make me a groupie?” 

“Well groupies are usually throwing themselves at me.” He said with a cocky smirk, sitting them both on the sofa, sinking into the worn, brown fabric as Ash straddled him.

“I practically bolted to your house.” Ash had to stop herself from rolling her eyes, sitting back on his thighs. One of her hands was on his shoulder, the other playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, and Roger leaned into her touch, just a little. 

“I’m not usually accosted by girls who wear the same clothes as my dad in summer.” Roger snickers, eyes drifting down to Ash’s choice of attire. She’s quiet for a long moment, and realises that he’s probably never seen her dress so casually; she’d just intended to get some sketches done at the cafe, she’d never intended people she knew to see her, and so her choice of oversized, pale blue button-down with rolled up sleeves and paint smudges all over it, tucked into navy cargo shorts, had been a perfectly acceptable outfit at the time. She’s even got her hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, and suddenly she feels like a mess, but the way Roger’s smiling at her, she can’t bring herself to care.

“I’m an artist, I’m allowed to dress tragically sometimes.” She shrugs, and Roger’s grip on her hips tightens as he laughs. It’s strange, mid afternoon and she’s in his house, in his lap, it feels like a whole new world. Their debatable hidden affair was usually confined to the wee hours of the morning, or the late morning depending on when they wake up, but now his hair catches the sunlight pouring in through the window, and he’s casual too. He’s wearing a pair of hideous, little red shorts that she’d seen him play in once, and a t-shirt with a faded design on the front, and for a moment she frowns, because god, does he have no sense of style? As soon as he asks about it, and she voices her thoughts, he gives her a shove, calls her a hypocrite. Leaning in low, she murmurs for him to just take the shirt off, but he doesn’t move.

“You first.” He’s got an eyebrow raised as a challenge, and Ash hums thoughtfully, before her fingers are unbuttoning her shirt, and untucking it. She’s wearing a bra that’s comfortable rather than aesthetically pleasing, and for all that he’s seen her naked, he thinks this might be the most honest he’s actually seen her.

He’s the one to suggest they move, not that it didn’t hurt a little, with Ash wearing only her oversized shirt unbuttoned, and her panties, splayed out against his ratty brown sofa, looking up at him with wide eyes that had been darkened with lust. 

She’s never been in his room before, and she’s not quite sure what she expected. It’s bigger than her room, but not by too much, clothes strewn over the floor, and the end of the bed, which is also bigger than hers, a double, instead of her little single, a cheap looking bed frame and a small but solid desk shoved into the corner and stacked high with books, which intrigues her. Roger closes the door as she makes her way over, fascinated as she reads the spines of what turns out to be worn textbooks.

“You there for some light reading?” Roger wraps his arms around her from behind, pressing a kiss to her neck, his chest firm against her back. There’s notebooks that look well used, and a piece of paper with a whole list of numbers, letters, and symbols that Ash can’t decipher for the life of her, amid pencils and a pretty grubby looking eraser.

“You like, actually study, don’t you?” And when she turns, there’s almost something adoring in her eyes, endeared, and Roger raises his eyebrows at her unanticipated reaction.

“Always the tone of surprise.” He huffed out a laugh, his hands drifting lower to squeeze her bum, and when he leans in to kiss her, it’s sun-warmed and familiar, fitting together easily as he pressed her against the desk and she hopped to sit on it easily, legs parting to pull him closer as he kissed his way down her neck. He fucks her against the desk, even though she’s pretty sure she’s sitting on a notebook and also a pencil, but she can’t bring herself to care. 

When they move to the bed, he snickers at the smudge of graphite on her ass, but she’s hit with a realisation she can’t help but voice.

“I never thought I’d be here.” And she’s a little breathy, gasping for a moment as he brings one of her legs up to her chest and eases back into her.

“Really?” His voice rises in disbelief, pausing in his movements as if to emphasise his point, and Ash rolls her hips once, biting her lip to stifle a chuckle. 

“I mean, in the beginning, no way; I honestly never thought we’d last this long.” She says, and Roger’s quiet. Not needing an answer, she lets herself enjoy the moment, relaxing against the bedspread, whimpers and gasps escaping her as her eyes fall closed. She’s so fucking beautiful, Roger thinks, and even if he doesn’t say it, he’s so glad they lasted, after everything, if only for this moment. 

And then they’re moving, Ash pressing at his shoulder, urging them to move, Roger laying back against the bed as Ash rode him, throwing her head back, with her nails digging into his chest. It’s enough to make him hiss, his hips rolling to meet hers, and when she looks down at him with a heady smile, she leans down and presses a kiss to the half-moon marks her nails had left, before she’s peppering kisses along his chest and throat.

When Brian walks in the front door and sees them both eating pizza and reading trivia to one another from the paper, he has to take a moment. Ash is wearing one of Roger’s shirts. Roger isn’t wearing a shirt at all.

“I know you two are sleeping together.” He announces from the doorway.

“Interesting accusation.” Ash responds without looking away from the paper. Roger makes a hum of agreement.

“You’re wearing his clothes.” Brian says, walking over and picking up a slice of pizza for himself.

“That is my shirt.” Roger agrees, finally looking up to Brian, and Ash takes a big bite.

“Listen, Brian, sometimes friends sleep together, it’s not the end of the world.” Ash said around her mouthful of pizza, which was lost on him, and Roger had to translate for her, much to Brian’s bewilderment.

“So you’re finally admitting it?” He asks, and Ash hums, swallowing before looking up at him.

“Admitting that I came over here excited about hearing your song on the radio, and then, I suppose, one thing led to another? Yes.” Ash agreed, and Brian looked like he was quickly forming a headache.

“Neither of you are as subtle as you think you are; I know this isn’t the first time.” He sighed, and Ash turned to Roger, who raised his eyebrows, feigning mock surprise. He’s about to say something, but it’s as if Brian can already tell it’s going to be irritating and dismissive. “Listen, Ash, you’re an adult, and you’re also our stylist, I just hope you know what you’re doing.”

“Believe me, she does.” Roger says, reaching for some more pizza, ending his statement with a very pointed cough. Ash, looking supremely pleased with herself, watches Brian turn bright red and head for his own room, not slamming the door, but coming close.

“Freddie and John will know by the end of tomorrow I suspect.” Ash muses, and Roger looks at her, a little curious.

“Is that okay?” And he actually seemed like he would offer to do something if it wasn’t. Ash gives him a small smile.

“They were going to find out eventually.” She paused, but only for a moment. “We should probably keep it simple and say it started after you broke up with Kristin.”

“That wasn’t that long ago.” He said softly. Ash shrugs.

“It was like a month and a half ago; it’s believable.” She offered, and Roger hums thoughtfully, sliding across the sofa to rest his head in her lap. She’s tempted to rest her slice of pizza on his face, but ultimately decides against it. The way he’s smiling at her, grin just a little sharp, she’s pretty sure he watched the idea pass through her mind too.

“Do you know what time the next bus comes, I should probably get going before it gets dark and people are more likely to stab me.” She asks carefully, and Roger’s expression turns thoughtful as he watches her eat, quietly waiting for a response.

“Seems a bit extreme; you know you could just stay.” It’s so casual the way he says it, and Ash shrugs, accepting the offer without much thought. His bed is far more comfortable than hers, though he’s not living in uni housing, so you’d hope it was, and it’s big enough to spread out in. But they don’t. When they’re not fooling around, they’re chatting about everything and nothing, as they were sometimes want to do, and Ash gets around to asking him about his degree just as she’s about to fall asleep. They’re holding hands, which again, not necessarily something Ash had expected when they’d first started out, but she’s on her side with her free hand beneath her pillow. She’s just wearing one of his shirts and her underwear, and she brings their hands up to rest between their heads on the mattress, arm now at a more comfortable angle, and she drifts off as Roger gets in to complaining about one of his classes.

By the time he realises she’s not paying attention, she’s already mostly asleep. There’s something about the way she sleeps that makes her seem almost innocent, perhaps it’s that she’s not trying to put up a front, and her mass of ginger hair halos her, so soft it almost hurts. Roger’s never conciously thought of a woman as ‘sweet’ before, but it’s the only word that fits in this moment. He presses a fond kiss to her knuckles of her joined hand. Ash stirs just a little, making a hum of acknowledgement that Roger knew all too well as ‘completely passed out, just felt a sensation, can maybe spout a few random words’. 

Except it’s not just some random gibberish. It’s two words spoken through a yawn:

“Love you.”

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Plots and Scandal Pt 2

Pt 1

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c-s-stars said:

Prompt Request: Fíli/Mallory/Kíli or Aidan/Claire please!

44 “I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.” 106 “I made a new friend today.” “Real or imaginary?” “Imaginary.” 104 “Damn, you’re strong for a little thing.” 275 “There is nothing worse than seeing you get what you want.”

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Locked in a focused near trance on your sketch pad you formed the comic strip repeating in your mind you were softly vocalizing for your phone propped up on the table in front of you. Through the face call you heard, “Please tell me you don’t plan on hiding in that hotel their whole trip.”

You shook your head, “Nope, I’m going to drop in at that shop in a couple days.” You glanced up returning a scrunched nose tongue extended expression in response to theirs Aidan clapped his hands over his mouth not to laugh at your adorable expression. “Hey! I made a new friend today. I am not sulking.”

Smugly the voice asked, “Real or imaginary?”

After a pause you averted your eyes back to the page mumbling, “Imaginary.” Only making the men looking on smile larger as you turned your sketch pad to the phone, “But look, he’s got a stick!”

The voice asked, “Is that raccoon facing a troll with a stick?”

You nodded lowering the pad again, “He hacks the troll across the face and it’s all, ‘Damn, you’re strong for a little thing.’ Plus he has some catchy phrases.”

“Oh yes like the line about the group of guys beating him up and the constant mentions of his testicles…Why do you draw that fodder?”

With a scoff you replied, “You know as well as I do I can’t just go around flashing the full design until the show gets picked up. Have to brainstorm discreetly.”

“Again, vampires aren’t that uncommon. I’m certain you can get away with it.”

You rolled your eyes, “You just don’t get it, it’s in my contracts, I can’t.”

A sigh came through the line as your fingers folded around your pen knowing what was coming next, feeling the tears already filling your eyes again remembering the news of your ex dying leaving you spending an hour crying in the bathtub as the guys were out. “I just don’t see what was so appealing-.”

“Lina-.”

“No let me-.” Promptly you ended the call and turned off your ringer making the phone buzz until you blocked her number and set the phone aside, mumbling, “There is nothing worse than seeing you get what you want.” Grabbing another colored pencil you added, “I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.” Turning back to your sketch, “I think I’m going to give this troll a bright red beehive hairdo and pointed glasses.”

The men couldn’t help at your determined furrowed brows adding the details to your strip. Dean gently rapped his knuckles on the wall drawing your eyes to the group that smiled crossing to you as Richard asked, “Couldn’t help but hear, you animate a vampire show?”

You softly blushed saying, it hasn’t gotten picked up yet, turning the book to the trio that leaned in and chuckled at the few strips you had as Aidan stated, “Well when it does let us know.”

Richard chuckled, “It looks fantastic. Even with the raccoon as the hero.”

Dean, “Who is the hero in the full show?”

“Don’t have a name yet but he’s the last in a long line of disgraced vampire hunters. Has to go after Dracula after a town kills his, Dracula’s Wife. He’s sort of a drunken savant at killing the undead, ends up having to be friends with one.”

Aidan, “And the emu?”

“A female, we can’t seem to settle on her yet, but it’s sort of a, I don’t want to say, sibling like, bickering between the trio.”

Richard chuckled then eyed you carefully having been the one to guess your bout of crying he shared with the guys hoping to find something to make you feel better. An idea he quickly settled on was your joining them for the convention, among the group was going to be a set of the Weta workshop crew that had gladly agreed to show you through the traveling exhibit sharing details on it while the guys signed autographs before the second group of actors. Mainly the outright angered bundle of fluff Graham had become when hearing about what had happened, agreed to show you around himself as Aidan was busy. Gladly being the single Dwarf among the Elf cast to do so while Evangeline swapped with him so she could fly home early for another fan stop of her own for another of her roles.

With a grin Dean added, “So, we managed to get you a pass for the event.”

Your lips parted, “You-.”

Aidan cut you off, “We are not leaving you alone through this. Besides, you had our characters on your bag.”

Your eyes shifted to Richard as he stated, “We’ve managed a surprise for you, so when you’re ready we’re heading out.”

With a nod you stood and went to pull on your socks and shoes, wearing the same jeans and a fresh shirt under your cardigan, making sure to bring your blank notebook and extra pencils in your old satchel coated in your random sketches to cover its aged spots of wear and followed the group with their own bags of books, snacks, water and ipods.

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Unable to help it your anxiety spiked in the wave of cameras until your hand was claimed by one of the guys. Another car pulled up and more giants filed around you and guided you inside where you were led through by Aidan until he was taken away and forced to leave you with a parting smile under Graham’s care alone until the Elven cast joined you greeting you happily and guiding you through their character’s section of costumes and weapons leaving you a giddy bouncing mess when you were left alone with the Weta crew fully able to geek out with you over the details of the world they helped build. For hours you shared and swapped stories of your various jobs while Graham took his place on his own cast table through the Dwarves’ final sets of interviews.

A short lunch break let granted you a private moment to sketch a dozen of the ideas your tour had given you. Though your concentration broke at a familiar Irish croon over your shoulder through a set of foreign curls brushing along your cheek, “More raccoons?”

With a smirk you showed him the sketches of armor and weapons and even scenery you had imagined. “Just small details for later.”

He nodded then said, “Care to look through some booths?”

You nodded and put your book and pencils up accepting his side for the walk not noticing the subtle glances your way the world soon spread around confirming an affection he had for you already. Steadily he made sure not to cross any boundaries and ensured your happiness through the muddle of actors aiming to do the same. Though his times with you spelled out differently at your hand nearly outright claiming his after a few testing brushes of your knuckles against his. Holding back his smirk he held his hand closer to yours urging you on to freely claim his hand, hoping to soon not even have the second guessing.

For years he’d been in another relationship, and through his painful breakup he made certain none around him felt any pain. You had fallen into his life at the end of that dark tunnel, and just in time it seems. Even in the few minutes you shared on that plane he could just sense it, with you he had to try for something, anything more than a passing moment by chance. At once he could tell in those green eyes of yours in an instant he would hold you in his arms taking you home with him to Dublin. You’d fit in perfectly with his family, who no doubt would tease him for his blonde break and relenting to his weakness for fiery haired women even his characters seemed to love as well. As he left your side for one more group photo you held the camera for his plans all locked into place. He would be heading back home after a short stop in London and he hoped to be able to convince you to join him for one more adventure after the following day he had planned.

#Aidan Turner x Reader OC