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fastlane-freedom · 2 years
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Know the Hidden Power of Saving Money
Know the Hidden Power of Saving Money
Do people need to be convinced for saving money? My observation is that, yes, many do. Past a certain level of income people fall into three groups: Those who save, those who don’t think they can save, and those who don’t think they need to save. This is for the latter two. The first idea—simple, but easy to overlook—is that building wealth has little to do with your income or investment returns,…
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a2zillustration · 5 months
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I'm a little worried we're not going to get bingo by the time we save Faerun fam
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ronon-dex · 5 months
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'fury' is easily the most fucked voyager episode like sorry. sorry,
you're trying to tell me kes. sweet, selfless kes, who was best friends with tom and tuvok and the doctor and who adored janeway and who was adored in return by janeway, kes who forgave neelix anything because she was just that kind - kes - returned after VOLUNTARILY leaving voyager (AGAINST janeway's wishes mind you!!!!!!!!) solely to send the entire crew to organ harvesters????? as revenge?????
putting aside the fact that she would never ever in one million years hurt these people - wouldn't she be better served times a thousand by going back further in time and TELLING young kes to stay on ocampa? what sort of bloodthirst requires anyone to sacrifice a ship full of their friends in order to rectify a mistake YOU made?????
and then they had janeway kill her. they made janeway, who cradled kes's face and who cried when she left KILL HER.
oh and janeway and tuvok have been hiding the secret that kes is going to go psycho in a few years from the rest of the crew, even from chakotay. and you're telling me they knew all about seven and the borg kids and naomi since s1 but secretly.
perish.
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violetlunette · 6 months
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Lilia grunted as a force pushed him backward. He managed to stop sliding back further by catching himself, his nails scrapping into the ground.
“Well! I must admit I’m impressed by your tenacity.” Lilia’s ruby eyes flashed crimson as he whipped his head up, growling.
His fangs were out and bared at the vile foe looming above in a cradle of red flowers. However, the man didn’t keep Lilia's attention for long as his gaze kept darting around the area to check on his family.
None of them brought comfort to Lilia’s old heart.
Malleus and Silver were trapped in glass tubes covered with crimson lotus flowers. The plants not only drained their magic but were slowly taking their life force as well.
Both were paler than usual, their skins as white as lilies placed on a coffin. Silver was also decorated with bruises, varying in colors from yellow, purple, blue, red, and even black. He had other marks as well that were hard to identify through the vines that coiled around him like snakes inside the glass. Silver must have fought so hard to protect Malleus.
The prisoners’ expressions were pinched with fatigue and strain, their breaths heavy as they tried their best to fight off the effect of the ensnaring lotus, sweat dripping down their faces as they fought to even breathe.
The sight made Lilia’s pulse pick up a pace. It hurt him to see the children he raised like this. The fae had to fight back the urge to rush forward, grab them, and pull both safely into his arms. As much as it pained him, he had to focus on the fight.
‘I wonder how much longer they have before--’ Lilia clenched his fist, his fingers digging up the soil as he did so.
Malleus and Silver had been captured on a school trip. When Lilia learned of this, he had come to save them along with Sebek.
Unfortunately, it turned out their foe was stronger and more conniving than they imagined. It wasn’t long before the situation turned out horribly.
Sebek now lay to the side, his limbs skewed from multiple broken bones. Blood leaked from a head wound, which rendered him unconscious. Around him, the crimson lotuses were approaching, like hungry beasts about to devour.
“Sebek!” Lilia created a shield just in time to save his pupil from the vines. However, his relief didn’t last even a second. The old General knew that barrier wouldn’t hold long, for Lilia wasn’t doing much better than anyone else.
Countless cuts now marred his body, blood pooling from the deeper ones. He began to realize how much red he lost when his vision began to blur. Lilia growled in his throat, disgusted at himself.
‘I can’t believe I’ve been weakened to this point.’ To the point where Lilia couldn’t even protect the things he loved most.
Lilia gritted his teeth as self-loathing filled him, eyes nearly pinching shut. He never would have imagined he would have become this pathetic, this worthless.
The people he loved most—his student, his Prince, his son—were all dying before his eyes, yet he couldn’t do a thing!
Still, that didn’t mean Lilia was going to stop trying. Not when there was even a single breath in his body.
Lilia made to pounce, to continue his attack--to rip out the throat of the man who hurt his children like this--when something grabbed him from behind. Horror filled Lilia's eyes.
“No!” The vines of the red flowers wrapped around his body, binding him where he stood. Lilia struggled to use his brute strength to break them as his arms were pinned to the side. But if Malleus—a descendant of two dragons—wasn't able to break free, what chance did Lilia have, especially now?
"Dammit!" Lilia could feel the lotuses' powers start to take effect. He was quickly becoming drained of his magic--what little he had--and his legs shook as his muscles weakened. Despite this, Lilia managed to remain standing, through pride alone, if he had to guess. Through lidded eyes, he looked up as a shadow covered him.
The villain was carried down to him by the flowers, which held him like a swing.
 The foe’s eyes twinkled in amusement as he watched Lilia, a smug grin across his lips. The smirk infuriated Lilia, sending fire through his skin.
“I really like you!” he hummed, reaching to tilt Lilia’s chin. The gaze looked the shorter man over as he licked his lips. “If it weren’t for the fact you’re so withered by this point, I would take you for my own.” Feeling disgusted-- and insulted--Lilia tried to bite the fingers touching him. Sadly, the other was faster.
The madman laughed at him cheerfully, like he had been told a joke over tea.
“However, I admire that spirit! So, I’ll tell you what;” The fiend was carried away from the fae and towards Lilia’s captured treasures. “since you’ve managed to entertain me well enough, I’ll allow you to take one of your beloveds home. Just one, mind. The other—will belong to me.” 
Lilia's eyes blew open, partly from the audacity of this man but mostly from rage, which boiled his blood. How dare he even think about taking what belonged to Lilia?
“Is this all some sick joke to you?” he growled, trying to free an arm so he could punch the other. From the sadistic smile on the villain’s face, that’s exactly what it was.
“Oh, I’m quite serious.” The glass vials holding Silver and Malleus shattered, and the boys dropped. The red vines still bound their forms and dangled them like ornaments from a tree.
“Both are marvelous specimens that any collector would want,” the villain continued as if talking about a painting or a statue.
Heels clicked as the villain stepped down from his throne of flowers. He walked over to the others, first to Malleus.
“The Prince of Briar Valley with the blood of Dragons, descendant from the Witch of Thorns with all her elegance and grace. And most of all, her power.” Lilia snarled, “Don’t touch him!” as the man brushed his hand over Malleus’ face, then ran his fingers through a lock of cold-black hair.
The villain then turned his attention to Silver. Lilia physically hurt himself, attempting to free himself, grinding his teeth so hard it was a miracle they didn't crack.
“On the other hand, this one is quite the prize himself. Fair, noble, kind...And he’s a collector’s item now, isn’t he?” he purred, wrapping his arms around Silver’s form. “Last of his line, after all.” The villain then let out a long, dramatic sigh.
“Ugh! It’s a shame to let either one go when the temptation to have both is so overwhelming--” he drawled, pressing a hand to his lips. He clenched his eyes shut as if the idea of releasing either hurt him. “Nonetheless, as I said, you impressed me. So, I will make the sacrifice and relinquish one of them to you as a reward. One."
He turned to Lilia, a taunting look upon his features. “So? Who will it be? Who will you take home--and who will I keep?”
Lilia stared, a cold feeling rushing through his body as terror filled him. This couldn't be real. He couldn't be serious.
“You… You’re not serious,” he mumbled, a shiver coursing through him. Choose between Malleus and Silver? Both whom he raised from young babes, not even able to walk in the world? Both who he loved and held more dear than anything else? 
The mere thought tore his heart in two, more so when he realized that whatever happened next, something was going to be lost.
The man’s eyes narrowed. “I already told you that I am.”
The crimson lotuses grew thicker and tighter around the boys. They gasped in pain, their bodies unable to do anything else. Lilia’s heart beat in panic, his skin becoming a ghostly sheet of white.
“Silver! Malleus!” Lilia wrenched himself forward but was firmly trapped where he was.
The villain dramatically fanned his arms out, holding them to the two on each side as the red flowers bloomed like hellfire. Eyes lit with flame, he bellowed,
“Choose! Choose who you will keep and who you will lose—forever!”
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Oh dear. I don't Lilia can choose. So it looks like YOU will have to;
Choose wisely.
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can't wait for french speaking belgians to arrive and have beef with the french
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kneworder · 8 days
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druidberries · 7 months
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no pets were harmed in the taking of these screenshots. petals on the other hand... let's just say she developed a strong fear of fire
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southern--downpour · 11 months
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having upsetting thoughts about the “live” ending
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comikadraws · 2 years
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TW: Blood, death, generally messed-up-ness on Philip's part.
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Finally did the, well, the less goofy comic that I was planning to finish, haha.
So I remembered that cremation was not a common practice back in the day as it would hinder the body from being "resurrected" on judgment day (it's some very weird Christian belief, no clue about Puritans, though). And while it would make sense for Philip to choose for his brother's body to burn as some form of punishment for his betrayal (and also kinda parallel the witch burnings during the middle ages or the purification process of purgatory) it would also make sense to save the body from the fire. Y'know. Not accidentally damaging the ingredients for a potential grimwalker. Or he just actually wanted to give his brother a proper burial (maybe he didn't know about grimwalkers yet, idk).
Though Philip would really need to hope that wittewife won't show up soon enough to kick his ass. Hiding a body takes some time after all, giving wittewife all the time needed to catch up to them.
Also, my commissions are open!
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parameddic · 8 months
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here is the question, the question is "would your muse consciously decide to let go of someone (a stranger)'s hand, if that someone slipped over the edge of a building/cliff/etc, and if they did not let go, they'd both go over the edge together?" would you muse let go if the options were 'we both die' or 'just one'. that's the question
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lovinnelily · 4 months
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Y'all do know you can't make Jason be NOT white without changing his whole character, right?
For other characters, yes, because their physical appearance are not that influential in their story, on how they are viewed by people, on their personality formation — you can have a black/asian/indigenous/arab/brown/latino/etc Nico and yes, the hate he gets will have a undertone of racism but at the same time nothing significant on his story, motivation or personality will need to change. This is also true for other characters: Clarisse risks repeating the "aggressive WoC" stereotype but the character itself doesn't change.
This isn't true for Jason, whose main character trait is how he is perceived by others and how he showcases himself to others based on that perception. (specially with how little effort Riordan put on him besides making him perfect-er Percy who's somehow also weaker and less important than him).
Let's not pretend a black, Arab, indigenous, Asian, Latin man, etc, in the USA would ever be treated with the universal reverence Jason gets from New Roma, you can't have the illusion of perfection and most of all, of invincibility they have about him when you see him suffering racism or xenophobia in the middle of a mission. Nothing in his life has ever gone wrong, that's his image, destined to be king, he is supposed to have no weakness on his peers eyes.
He is not trying to prove people wrong, he is trying to prove them right; he isn't worthy despite their prejudice, on the contrary, he only tried to make himself worthy to fulfill their expectations. He can't be a woman or an immigrant or have a visible disability or any other thing that strays him from a perfect ideal by western society standards, and be that same character.
#Different from the other white character in the series he was never questioned or doubted#There's a presumption of perfection with no exceptions that society doesn't give to us (women poc immigrants visible minorities in general)#His privilege (handsome white man with no visible disability son of Zeus etc) also prevented anyone from worrying for his well being#This illusion/expectation of him having no weakness/being untouchable pushes himself too far and clouds his judgment.#I headcanon he didn't even consider the possibility of myopia because that wouldn't fit Jason Grace Son of Jupiter so it wasn't an option#And you think it'd be the same character after facing racism? Because ain't no way he'd be praetor without going through racism#I think I'd love him nonetheless since I'm very weak to the whole golden boy tearing himself to save the world but it'd be a new character#jason grace#I know racism in USA is different from here but I know how different a “non-racist” white person treats me and treats my white friends#Also for him to not be an entirely different character if PoC would be incredibly disrespectful and racist on its own#It would fail to recognize the difference in how we are read (and written). I hate that a lot.#I remember that when Cody told Brandi “I see no color” she told him “then you don't see me” and that's so fucking striking#We ARE different. treated differently. if you act like you don't see it then you also turn a blind eye to the violence that comes from it#This is straying from my point I got a bit heated banalization of things I care about usually does that to me#Point is please don't change Jason on the very few things that man actually bothered writing about him#I actually think this is true about Octavian too. A lot of what he is allowed to do would not be possible if he weren't a white man.#Same for Rachel Elizabeth Dare. I mean you can work around making her poc but it will truly be pushing A LOT#Let's put it this way: a woc doing a street performance is perceived very differently from a white woman doing a street performance.#Specially in the eyes of cops#Pjo
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lucky-clover-gazette · 9 months
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my least popular loz opinion is that i never want playable zelda ever
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winnie-the-monster · 7 months
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“What if what the game was trying to teach me was that, something will always come between me and Landon? Like some impossible choice I’m gonna have to make.”
“Then choose him.”
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“You know if I have to kill Malivore, there’s a chance that everything inside him does too. If I have to do this….”
“Hope. Whatever you choose, I’ll find a way to understand it.”
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elegyofthemoon · 1 month
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well. i finished ch 17 of hi3. but at what cost
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#avil plays hi3#tbf majority of me playing through hi3 just looks like This.#yes the acheron trailer made me get up and finish ch 17#i. :(#the fight between kiana and mei was so painful :(#ok also i suck ass in the combat and i was so scared of having to restart#BUT I THINK I HURT MORE THE FACT THAT KIANA JUST REFUSED TO GIVE UP ON MEI#BUT MEIS ALSO DOING THIS BECAUSE SHES TRYING TO SAVE KIANA#AND THEY WERE BOTH FIGHTING TO STOP AND TRY TO SAVE EACH OTHER#MEI YOU SAVED KIANA BUT LIKE..... DONT YOU WANT TO LIVE ALONGSIDE HER.... MEI PLEASE#tbh. the way i was going through ch 17 for hi3.#kiana and mei remind me a lot of oz and gil's relationship back in pandora hearts but#now it makes me want to hit my head on a brick wall because#'wow. i really just gravitate tO THE SAME FUCKING MEDIA EVERY DAMN TIME AVIL STOP IT FFS'#also idk i was thinking about it too#mei tried earlier to use the herrschers powers to try and protect kiana but it wasnt enough. she failed that time#and with no other option to save her she just HAD to and it makes me HURT that this was her only option#IN HER HEAD. I BELIEVE IN YOU MEI I THINK THERE COULDVE BEEN ANOTHER OPTION HERE (IDK WHAT BUT I AM SOBBING)#sprawls on the ground#at least i can have an emotional break for a little bit.... hsr update so i can chill w that#and then when i finish catching up w that. then i go back to being hi3's punching bag#can i get off this train now? why'd i sign myself up for this (welt yang doomed me and then i got fucked over by everything else)#idk also the way that both mei AND kiana resorted to using their herrscher powers to stop the other. two stubborn people....#but its done because they just... they just care so much and want to save the other#okay yeah we did beat each other up about it bUT STILL#MEI I BELIEVE IN YOU YOU CAN TURN THIS AROUND 😭😭😭😭😭#anyways. glad i did. i have the worst stomach ache rn so i was Going through it#but my brain hit a reset so i feel normal now. save for the crying
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phantasieandmirare · 2 years
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Thinking about the time my sister played Death of the Outsider before I did and I was in the back doing laundry and she finished the game and came back and said to me in this quiet almost affectionate voice, “The Outsider has green eyes.” And I can’t exactly describe the tone she said it in but when I say I love a character or talk about what it means to love a character I think about the way she said that, the color of a beloved character’s eyes, especially in context of the game and it’s ending and me knowing exactly what she’d done to find out what color his eyes were
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