having ocs is so fun tho. It’s like playing with barbie dolls except we’re hallucinating it all vividly in our heads and everybody is emotionally scarred

you ever think about the fact riza finds comfort in roy’s voice bc i do

—i need the lieutenant to be my eyes.

After beating the hero near death, the villain is finally told that the hero isn’t even 18 yet. Now the villain is taking the hero to go fight the gods who had sent him, looking to stop them from endangering kids for their own benefit.

A/N: This is… not quite what was asked for.

He came shouting accusations, he came with god-touched weapons and interrupted their singing. He threw the spear at her and almost caught her a painful blow. Silphia nearly struck his head from his shoulders in one swift blow, before she saw that he was shaking. Before she saw the youth etched in his face. She caught herself in time, and nearly snatched the other weapon from his hands. The net she threw into the fire. Her hearth had been burning since before apes were born, it could destroy anything wrought by man or god.

“You stole my little sister!” He was quaking with anger. “You made the drought! The gods told us!”

“And they sent you, an untrained child, with weapons you cannot wield, against me,” she said. “Come inside. Hyacinth and Anise will sing for you, and we will make you supper.”

“You will not steal me so easily.” He launched himself at her.

She caught him around the waist. “I could kill you easily,” she said. “I have not taken any children. I have not seen any humans, not for centuries. I thought you had forgotten us.”

He raged like a cat, but she scruffed him neatly as a kitten. She picked up his spear and broke it in one strike on the ground. “That would have killed you,” she said. “If you had laid it into me? It would have struck you dead.”

“What?”

“There is good hearty soup to eat, with crusty bread and honey,” she said. “You have been sent to die, but I will not allow it, not on my lands. The waters of your birth soaked the earth I sowed, long ago, but your heart’s blood will not darken it this day.”

He blinked at her.

“What’s your name?”

“Mileos.”

“Mileos, the Bold,” she named him. “You’re a growing boy, and you’re scrawny. You need food. You can tell me all my evils while you eat.”

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I found this really important tiktok about what to do if a Jehovah's Witness or Morman missionary comes to your door:

I spent some time in a Jehovah's Witness church. They're exceptionally skilled at recruiting people into their church. (And I was an ATHEIST)

I left after a couple months, I stayed just long enough to see that they explicitly believe women are inferior to men, and of course, that homosexuality is a sin on par with murder.

The whole missionary door to door thing is NOT how Jehovah's Witnesses recruit. That is how they convince their members that the world is out to get them. One of the first things they teach is that Jesus requires you to try to convert non Christians to the faith. (They say non Christian but mean non JW.)

Then they say, "look how people treat us, just for the crime of wanting to save their soul"

They have long time church members tutor the incoming members to smooth the process over. They're trained to smooth away any doubts you may have about the church.

It is a textbook cult but because it's a Christian cult, nobody will do anything about it.

I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money. 

“A scam” people are fucking wild.  

This happened to me, too. A woman had used WIC for the majority of her stuff (which I say from personal experience is such a long and embarrassing process) and to buy the remainder of her groceries, which included diapers and wipes, she used a card, and it got declined. I bought the other $30 of her groceries because hey, I’ve been there, and now I’m not. She was extremely emotional and began to cry and even hugged me. My mom called me on the drive home and could tell I had been crying myself, asked what was wrong, and when I told her what happened, she berated me for being “duped.” I couldn’t believe she could be so disappointed in one of her children for doing something- nice? Is that the hill you want to die on? Getting mad about people needing groceries?

I once paid for a woman’s bill at the vet…it wasn’t a big one, but she was trying to pay for some medication for her dog, and her card was declined. And her lip started trembling, and she says “I don’t get paid until Tuesday, would he be ok until then?” 

So I just told them to add the $20 something onto my bill, and I thought she was going to break down crying right there.

And I don’t care if it was a scam or not. Just do nice things for people sometimes. 

Do good recklessly.

I think “Do good recklessly” would be fantastic word art to hang on one’s wall. Artistic people, go!

So this has happened to me but from the other side. Several years ago when my oldest was around three or so, I had my debit card decline at Walmart. It wasn’t a scam or a mistake, I was genuinely broke. Out of money. I checked my bank and discovered I had something like 7 dollars left to my name and a hungry kid and nothing to eat at home. So I sat there trying to come up with the best way to stretch that tiny amount of money to feed my kid. Not even to feed me. I can live on popcorn or something if I have to but my kid was three and he had to eat. So there I am trying really hard not to cry while I slowly take things out of my basket to get it down to under 7 bucks, when a lady tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up and she smiled at me and started putting the things back in my cart. I opened my mouth to tell her that I didn’t have the money for them but she stopped me right away and said “Don’t worry about it. It’s gonna be fine.” Then she handed the cashier her credit card and said “Ring up all of it.” My kid got to eat because of her. I got to eat because of her. I had laundry soap and deodorant because of her. She could’ve just ignored me silently struggling in that line. She could’ve decided I was a scam and gone home feeling good about avoiding being duped. But instead she chose to help me and she saved us. So maybe the person struggling in front of you is trying to put one over on you or maybe they are just sad and broke and trying to figure out what to do. You get to decide which you want to believe and what you want to do. But I’ll tell y’all, no one has ever been more beautiful to me than that lady in that line who saved me and my baby. Be like her. Be beautiful.

DO BETTER. BE BETTER. STRIVE TO BE BETTER.

DO GOOD RECKLESSLY

One time, my dad and I were living the grocery store and there was a guy outside asking for money to buy some stuff to take home for his kids. It was around Christmas time. My dad asked him if he could give him groceries instead of money, and the guy immediately said yes, so my dad gave him one of everything we bought (meat, rice, some chocolates, milk, oil). At that time, my dad hadn’t gotten his paycheck because the company he worked for was going through a tough time, but he didn’t care, he saw an opportunity to help someone and he did.

Another time, my dad gave 50 bucks to a guy who said he needed to buy medicine for his kids. I told my dad he was probably going to spend the money on alcohol or something, but my dad said that “whether he was lying or not says something about HIS character, but hearing someone in need and choosing not to help when I have the means to says something about mine”.

I never forget that.

“whether he was lying or not says something about HIS character, but hearing someone in need and choosing not to help when I have the means to says something about mine”

louder, for the people in the back

There is an old Celtic virtue, Gart, meaning “generosity” or “openhandedness” or “hospitality,” depending on the context. In simple terms, those who are able to help are ethically bound to help those in need of help. To do otherwise is to be without honor.

How the fuck has this site become so bearable. This place was a shit show a few years ago but now it's actually good and not full of instant discourse the way Facebook and Twitter are

everyone is just tired

The site hasnt improved the rest of the world just crash and burned so hard that this palce looks like a haven in comparison

If anyone had told me tumblr would be the most tolerable social media site in 2020 I would've called them crazy, yet here we are

Cauliflower bois 

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Hungry bois 

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:l

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Panthers Are Just XXXL Sized Black Cats.

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Well, that was unexpected

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WHY does team rockets pokedex talk like this ???

Pokédex: dreadnaw, the BITE Pokemon! A water and rock type. And I don’t- I don’t know?

One clumsy husky 

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This was truly the best introduction of a villain character in 100 years of television send tweet