I will never forget who gave me a hard time when i was already having a hard time.
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It's not productive and it's not useful because the information is available and has been for a long, long time and they don't care, but there are people I would like to grab by the hair and force to read that New York Times article.
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I get to use my new planners! One personal, one for work.
I wonder how long it'll be before I forget they exist 😂
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Webcomic Idea I just had:
TOO QUIET! too loud!
A tribe awakens an ancient dragon in order to request his aid. The dragon awakens but in his old age has become hard of hearing. The current matriarch suggests they give up on requesting help from him.
Her eldest son, who is next in line to lead for the matriarch has no daughters, offers to help him with his hearing in exchange for his aid. The dragon is intrigued by the proposition and accepts.
Slow burn ensues.
The dragon is "too loud" because of his billowing voice and he will often forget to soften his tone around humans when angered, exasperated, or excited. The human is "too quiet" obviously because the dragon is hard of hearing.
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Crowned Prince Shouto who is so very much in love with you, even if it did take a while to come around after the arranged marriage occurred.
Crowned Prince Shouto whose brow creases and eyes twitch every time people in high court mock how plain you are under hushed breaths.
Crowned Prince Shouto who gets absolutely sloshed at a royal banquet to try and drown his anger when he hears a rumor going around that his marriage is unconsummated due to finding you so repulsive before storming off to find you.
Royal Advisor Izuku who rushes off to try and follow, only to hear a shriek coming from your room. When scrambling to investigate if you're okay he finds his master on his knees absolutely devouring your cunt while your receiving chamber door remains open a crack.
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Prompt 81
Danny blinked at the small children Ellie was holding the hand of, looking quite proud of herself. The small children- between ten and twelve so somewhere similar to Ellie’s age- who both practically stank of magic and Gods.
He took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose even as Dan cackled while opening the door more to let them inside. “Alright, what’s your name, kids?”
“B-billy…um, Billy Batson...”
“‘m Percy! Percy Jackson.”
“Nice to meet you two- any idea where in your family you have a god or two, because one of you definitely smells like Zeus and I’m pretty sure Poseidon and I am not dealing with either of my half-brothers.”
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