hey um does the quiz still exist?
Hello yeah it does :) you can find a link to it in the blogs description on both mobile and desktop or alternatively here it is! enjoy!
honestly i didn't realise there are two artists, but now when i know, it seems so obvious with the details, like with the mumbo's eyes, hairstyle or even moustache
i think i need to see a ophthalmologist now
what do you mean there are two artists? - mod red
:D - mod blue
I'm not the one who sent you the first ask about why other people assume you're a radfem - but it's true that I have seen a LOT of support for Amber Heard from radfems, I blocked a lot of pro-Heard accounts due to that, and yeah it seems like a lot of people think that if you think she's innocent it's only because she's a woman unfortunately. I initially went down your blog when I found it to check if you were one because of those asks and I was very relieved to find it was untrue.
i appreciate your message and i'm not raising this as a criticism of anything you've said here, but i really think we need to interrogate our use of the word "innocent" in DV cases.
i think that the depp v. heard case really illuminates a big issue that impacts survivors of DV in all of their interactions with the legal system (family court, criminal court, etc.) what does it mean to be "innocent" in a DV situation?
are you "innocent" if you and your partner get into verbal altercations where your partner calls you a "filthy cheating whore who should be rotting 6 feet under" and you call your partner "a miserable piece of shit", then your partner slams you into a wall and punches a hole through the drywall next to your head? are you "equally guilty" because you participated in the fight, using verbally abusive language?
what if your partner calls you "a filthy cheating whore who should be rotting 6 feet under" and you slap your partner across the face, then your partner slams you into a wall and wraps their hands around your throat and begins to choke you. are you "equally guilty" because you were the first person to initiate physical contact in this incident?
how does that change if there have been 7 previous incidents where your partner called you a "filthy cheating whore who should be rotting 6 feet under" which progressed to you being choked, all without you ever raising a hand and only responding to your partner verbally?
what if your partner walks towards you during a verbal altercation, after 7 previous incidents of you being choked, and you immediately start screaming, clawing, and shoving? your partner, who only intended to shout at you at a closer range, backs off, shocked at your level of reaction. are you now "guilty" of DV and your partner is the "innocent" victim?
does the analysis of guilt and innocence change if you're a 5'2" 115 lb female and your partner is a 5'11" 225 lb male? what if your partner is blacked out on cocaine and alcohol and you know they're not in control of their faculties? what if you've been physically assaulted 7 times while your partner was blacked out on cocaine and alcohol?
these situations are complicated. but the expectation that only the truly "innocent victim" is deserving of belief and respect and protection makes it very difficult for survivors of these complicated situations. oftentimes, we think of "innocent" as requiring that the victim never engaged in verbal altercations, never slapped first, and just took the verbal and physical abuse with no response. oftentimes, we think that the only truly "innocent" victim is one who left after one or two incidents of physical abuse, because anyone that wasn't "enjoying" or "equally participating" in the dynamics of an abusive relationship would/should have left sooner.
that's almost never what the real world dynamics of an abusive relationship looks like. it takes victims an average of 7 times to leave an abusive relationship. and the law that applies in DV cases requires an analysis of the history of incidents and a determination of a primary aggressor because it's just not realistic to expect victims to just take verbal and physical abuse for months or years without reaction.
i just think the use of the word "innocent" and the requirement of "innocent" behavior is putting an extraordinarily unfair burden on victims of domestic violence who are dealing with complex, volatile, and nuanced situations in which they will almost always have taken some action (or failed to take some action) that - for someone without experience whether personal or professional - comes across as not completely "innocent".
i always send in the random thirsts i get, but i never ask you of yours :(
tell me your secrets Hana, what thoughts have u been having lately?
xo, napping anon
THOUGHTS OF SAVANACLAW TRIO [ DRABBLE / NSFW ]
AUTHOR'S NOTE: UNDER THE CUT BECAUSE I THINK MY THOUGHTS ARE VERY VILE. I'LL ALSO REFER TO MYSELF AS YOU IN HERE SO ENJOY READING!
SAVANACLAW TRIO X FEM!READER
THE ONLY THOUGHTS ARE HAVE IS JUST... SAVANACLAW TRIO AS A WHOLE LIKE.....
WANTING JACK TO JUST KNOT AND BREED YOU FULL WITH HIS CUM, BUCKING HIS HIPS AS HE WHINES INTO YOUR EAR AS MORE CUM GUSHES OUT FROM HIS COCK AS OVERSENSITIVITY GETS A HOLD OF HIM. EVERYTIME HIS KNOT DEFLATES, HE JUST WANTS TO KEEP POUNDING HIS THICK COCK INTO YOUR TIGHT CUNT AND KEEP FILLING YOUR ALREADY FULL WOMB; SEEING AND HEARING YOU CRYING FROM BEING SO OVERSTIMMED GIVES THE DRIVE TO KEEP GOING UNTIL HE'S ALSO OVERSTIMMED. HEAD EMPTY, ONLY THE NEED TO KEEP BREEDING YOUR PRETTY CUNT CLASPED AROUND HIM. I ALSO LIKE TO THINK THAT HE'S SO NEEDY ONCE HE GETS THE TASTE OF YOU, HE'LL WANT TO JUST FUCK YOU IN THE NEAREST CLASSROOM OR IN AN EMPTY HALLWAY IF HE'S THAT DESPERATE. LETTING YOU BOUNCE IN HIS LAP AS HE HOLDS YOU AGAINST THE WALL/TABLE, WANTING TO KNOT YOU RIGHT THEN AND THERE. HE'S MORE THAN TEMPTED TO GET EVEN ROUGHER WITH YOU JUST SO THE STUDENTS WOULD HEAR IT AND STEER CLEAR OF WANTING TO CLAIM YOU AS THEIR OWN, WHO'S CLEARLY GETTING THEIR BRAINS FUCKED OUT. ALSO!! HIS FAVOURITE POSITION IS THE MATING PRESS, HE ALWAYS, ALWAYS WANT TO FEEL HOW DEEP HE IS INSIDE YOU AND HOW HE CAN JUST HIT YOUR CERVIX IN EVERY SINGLE THRUST AND HOW HE JUST CUMS DIRECTLY INTO YOUR WOMB, MAKING SURE THAT IT'S HIS PUPS YOU'RE CARRYING <3
"Nngh...I can feel it...I can feel how full you are from my cum... Fuck, you're such a good bunny for me...carrying all of my pups like the good girl you are..." - Jack
LEONA AND HIS FINGERS..... HE'S THE TYPE THAT WOULD KEEP YOU TRAP AGAINST HIM AS HE PULLS YOU CLOSER BY HOOKING AN ARM BEHIND UNDER YOUR KNEES, HIS OTHER FREE HAND EXPERTLY GOING IN AND OUT OF YOUR SOAKING WETNESS AS YOU CUM AROUND THEM FOR THE NTH TIME. LEONA'S JUST SO SADISTIC THAT HE'LL KEEP THRUSTING HIS FINGERS EVEN AFTER YOU CUM, MAKING YOU CRY OUT HIS NAME, NAILS DIGGING INTO HIS FOREARMS AS ATTEMPT TO MAKE HIM STOP. THE ONLY TIME, HE'LL STOP IS ONCE YOU PASS OUT FROM EXHAUSTION, THE PLEASURE WAS TOO MUCH FOR YOU TO BEAR. HE JUST LOVES DOING THIS TO YOU WHENEVER YOU MAKE A MISTAKE DURING YOUR MORE SENSUAL SESSIONS. DIDN'T MAKE HIS DRINK RIGHT? HE'LL LIFT UP YOUR SKIRT FROM BEHIND AND SLIP IN HIS FINGERS AS YOUR LEGS START TO TREMBLE AND BUCKLE FROM THE SENSATION. HE DOESN'T EVEN NEED TO PUT HIS COCK IN TO FEEL SATISFIED, JUST BY HEARING AND LOOKING AT YOUR TEAR STAINED FACE AS YOUR TONGUE HANG FROM YOUR MOUTH IS ENOUGH TO SATIATE HIM AS HE ADORES THE THRILL FROM HAVING TO HAVE SO MUCH POWER OVER YOU. IT GOES TO SHOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVE HIM <3
"Ah, ah...Don't be like that, herbivore...Don't you love it when my fingers are in this deep? Or maybe you like it better if I spread my fingers more? Hmm? What's that? You want me to stop? As if I'd listen to a what a herbivore have to say..." - Leona
RUGGIE IS GIVES YOU MORE THAN YOU COULD POSSIBLY ASK FOR, TONGUE DEEP IN YOUR CUNT AS HIS FANGS LIGHTLY GRAZE OVER YOUR FOLDS. HE'S JUST PUSSY DRUNK, HE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOUR SWEETNESS BURNING ONTO HIS FLEXIBLE TONGUE; TRAINED TO LICK UP EVERY FILLINGS INSIDE THE BONE MARROW OF HIS MEAL. SQUIRMING TOO MUCH WILL RESULT TO HIM PUSHING AND HOLDING YOUR LEGS WIDE OPEN JUST SO HE CAN EAT YOU OUT IN PEACE. THE HYENA WON'T BOTHER TO PRY YOUR LEGS OFF IF YOU WRAPPED YOUR LEGS AROUND HIS SHOULDERS, YOUR THIGHS SQUISHING HIS HEAD IN BETWEEN; HE'LL KEEP EATING YOU OUT UNTIL HIS HEAD STARTS GETTING DIZZY FROM THE LACK OF AIR, PULLING AWAY WITH A GASP BEFORE CONTINUING. HE'LL BE SATISFIED IF YOU START TO SQUIRT ON TONGUE, HIS CHIN AND TONGUE COMPLETELY DRENCHED AND HE'LL SIMPLY LICK IT ALL OFF <3
"Mmh!....You taste 'sho good, princess....Aah...You're my favourite.....Sweeter than sugar..." - Ruggie
my friend asked me how “that fic with the shapeshifting doll was going” and it turns out they were asking about stuffed bird and thought grian was like a bird demon that had been cursed into a doll form. i asked them and according to them, the story is about a guy (mumbo) who lives in a fantasy-modern world where people have demons as like familiars but a magical calamity happened and everyone got fused with or killled by their familiars except for grian who got stuck in a plush
see that sounds like an absolutely rad story. hilariously not what stuffed bird is about, but a fantastic concept.
❛ and where do you think you’re going? ❜ Pretttttttyyyyyy pleaseeeee 🥺
The arm that slid around his waist was bordering on the edge of too hot but Buck shivered anyway as the heat seeped into his aching muscles. Even hotter lips mouthed at his spine; skin burning as scorching hot open mouth kisses were pressed at the small of his back that made Buck want to melt.
Eddie rumbled out a sound from somewhere deep in his chest and Buck wanted to vibrate out of his own skin as he felt it where Eddie's lips pressed against the curve of his side.
"And where do you think you're going?" Eddie asked, his voice sounding like smoke.
"I just--" Buck's breath hitched tight in the back of his throat as those lips skated up his ribs, mouthing at the rolls of his muscles and fat on his back.
The bed shifted as Eddie curled another arm around him, capturing him as his palm slid up Buck's chest, and his back was pressed in the too hot heat of Eddie against him.
It should've been suffocating. But Eddie was clingy and insatiable and just the perfect amount of possessive like he didn't want to share Buck with the world ever again.
It was perfect.
Perfect in the way that it made Buck feel cherished; held. Like Eddie wanted to burrow Buck beneath his skin and keep him there and Buck wouldn't have minded one bit.
It was too much and not enough and Buck didn't know what to do but arch his head to the side, baring his throat in a silent request. One that Eddie was happy to oblige as he dragged his mouth up his shoulder and disappeared into the slope where he inhaled, drinking in the scent of Buck like it was oxygen. Strong capable fingers captured Buck's jaw and tilted him more as those perfect soft lips turned into teeth and Buck couldn't stop the moan that fell out of him.
Finding out that Eddie Diaz--- calm, level headed Edmundo Diaz--- was a biter had been one of the greatest discoveries of Buck's entire life.
A jolt of pleasure surged down into Buck's heart, stuttering its rhythm as Eddie nibbled at the spot he'd marked before, not quite sinking his teeth into the bruise but worrying it just enough to have Buck feeling every inch of the mark that would be too high to hide in the morning. He pressed into Eddie's hand and tried not to lose himself in the insanity that was the way Eddie's pinky finger was clamped tight under his jaw but close enough to feel as it pressed into his throat. Buck pushed back into Eddie's chest and was reward with another rumble of approval that had Buck shivering from the top of his head all the way do to the tips of his toes as they curled in.
"I'm not done with you yet," Eddie said, kissing the spot with those lips as those two palms pulled Buck back into bed.
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Ok, but like I know they're like kiddos and this idea is remotely next to impossible into happening, but I purely like to imagine for entertainment value that Damian and Anya eventually date when they're older during Operation Strix and Loid, as a spy, is absolutely delighted at this progression! :D
BUT AS A FATHER -
and then we get cringe-worthy funny moments from his spy side wanting to fan the flames to progress plan B and his fatherly instinct (that he is still in denial about hence he's so baffled at his actions!) sabotaging it at every turn, leaving Damian scared and confused at his unpredictability and Anya appalled at his indecisiveness like pops do you want the mission to succeed or what!!
AHAHAH the Twilight brain vs Loid brain—
Damian finds Loid Forger weird as hell but still likes him waaaay better than his actual father 🥺 and Anya’s trying to calm down both sides shfhshdh
Operation Strix is too successful lmao and now Loid is getting all protective of his daughter :3
"The Younger Than Shrek Generation"
I will never refer to zoomers as anything else from now on ikfhsgakfhfg
if you weren't alive when shrek came out what can you even contribute to a debate between grown-ups
Why does your yandere kazuha sound like that kind of guy who’d adopt a dog and use it to get closer to his darling if he knew they liked animals ajshdhs
oh most definitely!!!! nothing is sacred, he's trying anything and everything to get closer to you. it helps that he's got this disney princess aura going on that attracts animals. squirrels, rabbits, deer; the whole lot tend to approach him of their own volition. it'd almost be awe-inspiring if not for the fact you knew his true nature.
still... it's hard not to find him somewhat more tolerable to be around when little bunnies are a package deal. kazuha is one of the very few yanderes who wouldn't get envious if you cooed over/gave animals more attention than him. he'd find it so, so precious... almost melting on the spot at the sight. would he prefer you were doting on him like that? yes. but, that's what his imagination is for!
hence why you'll see him closing his eyes and sighing dreamily when you fawn over animals.
kazuha is the exact opposite of mr grumpy-unfairly-possessive-to-an-unbecoming-degree scaramouche. that guy would be calling down lightning if you paid more attention to animals than him. petty behavior.
Feet pics ?
If any one had doubts that George was the right fit for that seat then surely they have gone now.
THIS THIS THIS.
George has proven multiple times this season that Toto made the right call to sign him. He has silenced the haters
I fear for the fate of all these poor low poly friends in Tiger Simulator :(
Me too 😭😭😭 I literally added tags to the sheep post that said something like ‘a sheep in a game about tigers 👀😭’ but later deleted them to save others from realising the same thing 😭
sure o.k persephone is legal but she is a young adult and too childish to be dating a man centuries old than her,this is the 1000 year old loli trope but in a greek mythology setting. its still gross like the crap from anime.
CW: Loli mention
I hope you realize how silly you sound, anon, comparing this character...
Actually 598 years old, but she's physically eight. Lol
People make fun of Immortal Lolis because their age doesn't change the fact that they clearly have the body of a prepubescent child. This doesn't apply to Persephone whatsoever.
"Persephone isn't mature. >:c"
I don't care if you think Persephone behaves "childishly" (I beg to differ). But let's entertain your infantilizing argument and pretend she behaved like a bigger child than Peter Griffin himself; what of it? She would still be a grown woman in her early 20s (early 30s, post-timeskip) who was a college student with a job.
You know what's funny? I don't see people deny the adulthood of man-child characters like Peter Griffin, Homer Simpson, Gravity Falls' Soos, Dr. Doofenshmirtz, The Warden of Superjail, Dr. Drakken, Simon Laurent, etc. — nor get overprotective of them as if they were literally children. But Persephone, a character that isn't even a woman-child, is infantilized to the max? I wonder why. 🤔
What’s orc girlcock in a high fantasy setting
How do you feel about gerard wearing the Lindsey top? As a poc it makes me rather uncomfortable - like sure love your wife but please don’t bring her into your performances, it makes the mcr fandom not feel like a safe space free from racism, victim-blaming etc
okay so this is gonna be the only ask i address about this topic because i refuse to flood the dash with this controversy again but i also refuse to pretend it's not there. all my thoughts are under the cut. i hear you and i appreciate you for bringing this up
your feelings are very valid and i actually share them somewhat. i think people saying black and brown mcr fans should shut up about lynz goes to show how white this space is. i see you and i hear you and i agree with your initial feelings. it fucking sucks to feel that sting of rejection whenever you remember just how white this place is. I'm sorry it's like this. there isn't much of a solution
I've loved mcr since i was ten. I've loved the music, the band members, the fans, everyone. i love this place to death. it's also one of the most crushingly white spaces I've ever been in.
I'm mixed and happened to pop out incredibly pale just through pure chance, so I'm in a privileged position where i can sometimes choose whether or not to present as white (not always), which gives me more mobility in this whiteass fandom. it doesn't, however, negate my ability to see the white hegemony in mcr fan spaces
the fact remains that mcr is a very white band (my king mr toro is just barely holding up the gauntlet). their music videos feature exclusively white folk, as was the aesthetic in the heyday of 2000s emo and goth culture. gerard's relationship with lynz and seeming acceptance of her past, although I'm sure built on genuine love and partnership, is still related to the extreme whiteness of their whole band and aesthetic.
I'm uncomfortable talking about lynz because i don't know her. i don't know if she's changed, i don't know if she's not, i don't know if i have the jurisdiction to say whether or not she's forgiven. personally as a (white functioning) brown person i feel very very uncomfortable engaging with her and i really wish i didn't feel that way but i can't get it out of my head. i don't hate her - again, i don't know her. but i choose to disengage whenever she's brought up because, like you said, it makes this space feel less safe.
basically, i feel disengaged. my biggest problem with this fanspace is the extreme lack of racial conversation going on. i also choose to make this blog a place where i can escape the horrors of everyday bigotry and be happy with friends and a band i adore. i don't have much of an answer for you besides whatever you feel is rooted in truth and you don't have to feel bad about feeling uncomfortable. you choose how you engage with this. I'm always here to talk.
L+plundered+no wenches+marooned+ye have scurvy
"sick burn," fwhip says.
"owned," jimmy says.
"i don't know what you people are saying," grian despairs.
❛ shh. there’s people in the other room. ❜ With ❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜ if it sparks joy
I'm going to put the more spicy stuff under the keep reading!
It was Buck's fault really.
Though, to be fair, they weren't on the clock. The firehouse was offline for the party and the music was too loud in the open space for anyone to hear what Buck said as he pressed up against Eddie's side, whispering, "I'm not wearing any underwear. Thought you'd like to know."
And Eddie did not like to know. Not at all. Because knowing meant he had to make a choice and really there was no choice when it came to Buck and the way he bit his bottom lip in that almost shy smile. The one that drove Eddie crazy every time he saw it and Buck knew that.
So, there was no choice and Eddie was left having to conveniently find a place to ditch his drink before he followed Buck back into the corner closet no one used.
Buck didn't even go inside, the shameless bastard, and waited for Eddie with that half bitten smile that Eddie immediately kissed off his face the moment they were locked inside.
His knuckles took the brunt of the impact against the door as his fingers carded through Buck's hair but Buck moaned into his mouth like he wanted more; wanted it harder so he could feel it for the hours they still had to mingle before they could go home. His nimble fingers yanked Eddie's shirt out from his pants so that he could slip his palms up Eddie's waist and Eddie hoped he never got tired of the way Buck's touch could burn him from the inside out. Eddie shifted his hold to Buck's face, pressing his thumbs into the bolt of Buck's jaw so they he would open for him and Buck did. He always did with an earnest edge to the way he presented his tongue for Eddie to suck and tease; claim as his own.
The door shuddered under Buck's weight as he thrusted his hips forward, finding nothing but air before falling back with a whine that keened into the small space like crack of lightning in Eddie's own ears.
"Sssh," Eddie breathed out as he pushed his forehead against Buck's. He drank in his tiny, desperate sounds; his panting that had small, hot breathes fanning Eddie's face. "There's people in the other room."
"Eddie please," Buck whispered, pushing up into Eddie's space until he could feel the hard outline of his dick against his hip. Buck mewled out a bleated sound, one that was just as desperate and urgent as he swiveled his hips; a searching sound that was bordering on begging.
And Buck begged so prettily.
Eddie cupped Buck through his pants and the roll of his fingers had Buck throwing his head back as he let out a soundless cry of relief. It was a hollowed out breath of a thing. One that would be too soft for anyone to hear over the music but one that Eddie wouldn't forget any time soon.
"Good." Eddie praised, kissing his chin, and Buck flushed with that approval like Eddie had licked it into his skin. He shuddered with the hiss of Eddie's breath; clung to Eddie like he was the only thing holding him up. "You have to be quiet and we have to be quick."
Not that that would be much a problem. Eddie was already teetering on the edge, too lost in the danger of being with Buck in that position where they could be caught at any moment and the thrill of feeling the weight of him with his hand.
Buck curled his arm around Eddie's shoulder like he didn't want him to go far, fisting Eddie's shoulder with a clawed hand. Impossible when Buck was laid out like he was: a perfect temptation that Eddie couldn't refuse.
"I'm ready," Buck said and kissed the stunned expression from Eddie's face with hurried lips and a drunk tongue. "I'm already ready. Feel."
His other hand guided Eddie's hand behind him and the slip of his fingers down the waistband of Buck's pants was enough to confirm that Buck had been telling the truth. Gone was the cotton of his usual black briefs, leaving nothing behind but miles of too hot skin and a hole that was stretched out enough for Eddie to slip in two fingers with ease.
Buck arched up at the press, biting his lip to keep quiet as he sank back down onto Eddie's fingers, and fuck Buck was going to get Eddie in so much trouble some day.
But someday was not that day and the tight clench around his fingers was enough to turn all sense of rational thinking off with a sharp click. The slick slide of Eddie's bare fingers into the wet channel left Eddie burning with desire that he didn't know how to quench other than to mouth at Buck's thought. He surged up to kiss Buck's kiss swollen lips again and picked up a rhythm with his hand that only seemed to make Buck cling to him more. It was intoxicating when Buck was like this. Worn thin and like he was being held up by only his tip toes even though he had a good inch on Eddie.
Eddie stroked deep inside, catching Buck's breath as it hitched into his thought, but it wasn't enough. The angle wasn't right. And while he knew eventually Buck would break, beg him for more until he promised so many things, they really didn't have much time.
Eddie latched onto Buck's bottom lip with his teeth and tugged on it as he pulled away. The sound Buck made when Eddie pulled his fingers out of him was unholy on every level and it cut through Eddie like a shock to his system.
"Eddie---" The threat was there in the huskiness of Buck's tone but Eddie shushed him again, slipping a hand over his mouth.
"I'm going to fuck you against this door," Eddie promised and even in the dim lighting he could see the way Buck's eyes went black with want. "Do you need my hand to keep you quiet?"
The nod was almost immediate as Buck's breathing picked up again and Eddie had to count to ten before he lost himself in the frenzy of their time limit.
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i just remembered dan howell went to a my chemical romance show and posted about being gay when the stadium lit up rainbow. two days ago. i understand why the joker was like that
happy 2022 LMFAO
Why are you so perfect? :(
I'm not perfect by any means, far from it. I think it's sweet that you view me in that light, but no, I'm not. Lol. 🖤 Hope this helps.
and here we are ladies... now the image of sub boy kazuha with praise kink is stuck in my head.
he's like putty in your hands if you offer the tiniest validation. it partly comes from the fact that he's made peace with you resenting him; he understands why you have reason to be upset. doesn't really force you to reciprocate more than tolerating his prose dedicated to you and shy touches. (he's also in the business of staring at you a lot, must be an anemo thing... xiao is a staring type too).
so genuine praise? he's over the moon. it doesn't have to be anything significant either. you could just say he found a good spot for you to camp that night, or you like what he foraged for breakfast. he's probably going to write it down in a personal log while you're asleep later. date it and everything.
rather than puffing his chest out at the praise, he takes a more humble approach. does that thing where he scratches his cheek, queries in a low voice,
as if he doesn't believe what he just heard. you probably don't know what you just said, if you give it some more thought. a content kazuha is a good kazuha if you're going to be stuck with him though. if you get too grumpy expect to be pitching a tent by a bug infested swamp or something.