Hello fellas! u/The_Meme_Lady_69 here. In a month, Cuphead: the Delicious Last Course will celebrate its first anniversary. Having been in development for almost five years and being delayed for almost three years, the DLC arrived on June 30, 2022, giving some of the most beloved boss fights and newer mechanics.To commemorate this occasion, we decided to make a small art contest/share. The submissions start today and finish on June 27, 2023. After that, no more submissions will be accepted. Here are all the rules for the contest:

• Post an original fanart you made and spoiler tag it. Tag a mod so they can give it the "Contest" flair (in the sub) or people ping a mod and they will save the image (in Discord).
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• All rules of fanarts still apply: NSFW, stolen or low effort art will not be accepted.
• You have from May 30 to June 27 to submit your art. After June 28, no more posts will be accepted. The results will be shared on June 30

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I've been thinking about a lot of things. And if you check my last post you'd know the situation I have no energy to write it again as it's draining and I honestly just wish shit didn't take this huge turn.
I've decided to keep the child of the man in my previous posts. Laws are different here and I was warned by the police that if I decided to go on with the pregnancy he'd still have rights and I'd still have to see him. So I will definitely have contacts with him. I've got a restraining order against him and I've been thinking about it a lot since I've left his place. I will be allowing visitations and eventually sleep overs if he gets help to control his impulsivity and try to work through his possible traumas. I will allow him to be in his kid's life. I do believe he can make everything to make it work. He had it in him to fight for me when I was having moments. I believe he has it in him to fight to see his kid. He will have updates on how the pregnancy is going. I'll have to take an appointment for mediation see if we can work this out amicably.
My mom isn't present for me nor my son and I wish for my future baby bean to have a relationship with his dad's side of the family as they were lovely.
I've been talking to his mom about the decision I've explained everything to her. How I wanted things to go. I will possibly be removing the restraining order as soon as I have more informations on how to do so.
I do believe he can be a great father. I've seen him with my 14 months old it was like seeing two best friends doing dumb shit. He was quite caring and never treated my son in a way that would make me worry about his safety.
I have an appointment scheduled soon. So far the pregnancy is going well I have nausea here and there. My dad will help me find a place and. I'll always be the little girl who'd ask him random question about life to him. I get his worries about it. He told me he was glad to have another grandchild to feed candies and planning futur pranks on me.
As for my feelings for him they haven't changed and that is what confuses me. I'm still deeply in love with him. I feel like this will be my last relationship as I don't wish to meet someone else. He was the first to make me feel something else than what I felt in other relationships. Never made me feel inferior. Never made me feel bad about my craving for knowledge and was first to make me want to pick up my hobby which was writing. I stopped writing as things were getting too much for me to keep up. My notebook is all about him. I've wrote so much letters I'm trying to keep myself from sending them to him.

1. Hotel: This is the season that took me the longest to get through by far. I had a really hard time connecting with most of the characters, and found the plot to be totally all over the place. Jessica Lange's absence was really felt in this season, and John Lowe didn't get interesting for me as a protagonist until the last few episodes. Lady Gaga and Angela Bassett were great, and so was Denis O'Hare. Hotel had like 100 plotlines and I felt like it was both hard to follow and not super engaging.
   
2. Double Feature: I totally get that this season was dealt a really bad hand by the pandemic. Its downfall is that neither half of it feels finished. I honestly would have been fine with a whole season of Red Tide or Death Valley, but having half of each leaves both feeling undercooked. Red Tide does horror better than a lot of seasons do, but its episodes tend to focus on the wrong characters and ideas. Finn Wittrock saves the season though. Death Valley could have been decent if given more breathing room. We hardly spend any time with the characters in the modern day, and the flashbacks feel like exposition for exposition's sake. Not connecting these aliens to those in Asylum was a mistake too. Both halves of Double Feature have a lot of missed potential, but at least they were enjoyable to binge through.
   
3. Murder House: I'm gonna get people mad at me with this one for sure. From this point on the list, I think they're all strong seasons. But Murder House is really tonally jarring for me. All of the actors are playing up the melodrama to such a high level here that I can't take them seriously. It's not as campy as later seasons, but the growing pains of Ryan Murphy as a writer are on full display. I just don't like most of the characters either. Ben is hard to root for because he's such an ass, Tate and Violet are pretty insufferable, and Hayden gets old quick. I think Connie Britton is really excellent, but apart from her, this season doesn't do too much for me aside from some good scares here and there.
   
4. Cult: This season tried something really different, and I have to give credit where credit's due. Like NYC, Cult goes for the "real" horror, just letting the audience watch how awful human beings can be to one another. Cult is politically charged but effective. I don't feel like it beats you over the head with the MAGA stuff, but draws enough parallels between Kai's cult and Trump's real life supporters to be chilling. Evan Peters and Sarah Paulson are really great in this season too, definitely some of their best performances. Billie Lourd is great, and just seeing everyone become slowly unhinged is quite scary. Having a lesbian couple front and center is important representation for me too, even if their relationship is insane.
   
5. Apocalypse: A beautiful mess. This season is almost purely fanservice. After seven seasons though, I think that's deserved. Seeing all of the witches come back is pretty amazing, and I guess the return to Murder House is fine, although that episode didn't do too much for me outside of Jessica Lange coming back. Cody Fern makes a great villain as Michael Langdon, and I buy that it takes all of the witches to stop him. The first few episodes of the season are honestly still really intriguing even before the witches show up. I think the season just has an interesting view of what would happen in an Apocalypse. Having Stevie Nicks back for a cameo is a joy, and I feel like this is a proper last hurrah with the full original cast.
   
6. NYC: So I just finished this one, and I'm conflicted. On the one hand, it's very very out of the ballpark of what American Horror Story typically is, but on the other hand most of it is excellent. So it lands in the middle for me. I'm a queer woman who wasn't around in the 1980s, but really enjoys learning about gay and lesbian history from that period, so getting a full season about the gay community in NYC is pretty awesome. Despite being newcomers, Russell Tovey and Joe Mantello are absolutely amazing. Gino and Patrick tracking down these killers makes for great TV. Mr Whitely is absolutely terrifying too, and seeing him get his comeuppance is well worth the wait. The looming dread of the audience but not the characters knowing that AIDS is coming is really well done. NYC just really loses me in the two part finale. Part one is too heavy and too real for me. This is what my queer elders endured and it is really painful to watch Patrick die like that. Part two just feels tacked on to me. I think the allegorical nature of Big Daddy only sort of works, and I don't think blurring the lines so much between reality and hallucination/allegory works in the season's favor.
   
7. Coven: This season just gets to be fun! Every once in a while that's needed, especially because the previous two seasons had been comparably dark. Angela Bassett and Kathy Bates make exceptional debuts as Marie Laveau and Delphine LaLaurie, and Jessica Lange is great as Fiona. The stakes feel a lot smaller, and really it's just a bunch of witches being catty with each other. All of them have such strong personalities though that it makes for a great watch. Neither Kyle, the Axeman, nor Spaulding really worked for me though. Coven is best when it focuses on the women. I love Misty Day to pieces and her death broke my heart.
   
8. Freak Show: Speaking of breaking hearts!! This season definitely has the best and deepest emotional journey in my opinion. I fell in love with my family of freaks, which made the last episodes absolutely gut wrenching. Dandy is a character that is almost too scary. Obviously I watch this show to get scared, but like episode 9 of NYC, Dandy is just too much at times. But he is an effective villain, and it makes the freaks even easier to root for. Having Evan Peters as a full on protagonist is one of this season's best strengths. Evan does a great job at playing crazy characters too, but he really anchors the cast as the hero. Neil Patrick Harris coming in at the end hurts the season overall, but when you have characters like Bette and Dot, Jimmy, Desiree, Ethel, Pepper, Eve, Penny, Suzi, and Ma Petite with you on screen it's perfect. The Pepper backstory episode is absolutely heartbreaking, Twisty makes a terrifying misunderstood villain, and I dig the modern music that gets used. And I love Elsa Mars so much. Definitely my favorite Jessica Lange performance after Sister Jude. She's kind of awful sure, but Elsa still has a lot of heart, and she clearly cares for the freaks. The whole season feels like Elsa and Jessica Lange's swansong, and it's perfect.
   
9. Roanoke: I feel like this is going to make people mad too but I loved Roanoke! One of the most bingeable seasons for sure and it's so creative and meta too. Adina Porter is a real star, and so is Kathy Bates. This felt like proper AHS again after Hotel was so rocky. It's really scary, it does the slashing and the gore but also the suspense and mystery very well. The found footage works for me, and the ending with Lana Winters is great. There are some seasons that I love that I connect with really deeply like Freak Show, and there are some that are just really entertaining AHS that hits all the right buttons.
   
10. 1984: That latter description is true of 1984 for me too. It's just fun! I absolutely adore the 80s setting and soundtrack, and the costumes are perfect. I love Montana so much! I want to be her and kiss her at the same time lol. Emma Roberts is so great, and so are John Carroll Lynch, Angelica Ross, Zach Villa, Leslie Grossman, and even Matthew Morrison! I feel like 1984 has a really tight and satisfying narrative, and takes some of the most successful themes and tropes of past AHS seasons to make the perfect one. It's another really bingeable one and just gets everything right.
    
11. Asylum: Cliched answer, but it's that way for a reason. This season is soooo heavy though, I don't know if I'll be able to revisit it. Everybody in this cast gives an emmy winning performance, and there's really not a single weak link. This season is fucking terrifying, not just for the subject matter, but also for seeing the rawness of the emotions drawn out of every actor. Jessica Lange, Sarah Paulson, Evan Peters, Lily Rabe, Zachary Quinto, Joseph Fiennes, and James Cromwell just give out of this world performances. The desperation I had while watching to see if Lana and then Jude would make it out of Briarcliff was palpable. Then that last episode is just disgusting. Seeing the conditions in Briarcliff when Lana goes back for her expose is terrifying. The aliens, the angel of death, Anne Frank, santa claus, all these crazy things work really well too. The body horror and the psychological horror is peak AHS here, and so are the performances. Undoubtedly the best.
    

^{Hey guys, I originally posted in} newzealand ^{but I will paste the post here:} "I wanted to share an update with you regarding our recent move-out from our rental property. My flatmates and I made sure to thoroughly clean the flat before leaving, taking care of tasks such as cleaning the oven and stove hob, waterblasted the external parts of the house, and cleaning the walls of stains (the walls had two layers of paint with no primer, sugar soap would just go through it, so we never used that). However, we received an email from the rental agent/landlord yesterday stating that they had conducted a rental inspection and found numerous "errors" in the house. The agent mentioned things like stains on the walls, an untidy garden, and even claimed that the oven was in a messy condition with permanent stains (which I hope is just normal wear and tear).
What concerns me is that the agent didn't allow us to accompany him during the inspection to address any faults and rectify the situation. In fact, at the end of the email, he mentioned that he had already hired third-party cleaners to fix the alleged problems.
It's worth noting that when we initially moved in, we were never given the opportunity to sign a bond inspection form. The landlord conducted both the pre-inspection and post-inspection by himself.
I believe our best course of action may be to involve the tenancy tribunal. I would appreciate hearing your thoughts and advice on this matter."
I contacted the Tribunal on the matter, I filled out our refund form WITHOUT signature from our landlord, and the landlord has denied the full refund when the tribunal reached out to him. The advice given to us was either 1. Reach an agreement with the landlord or 2. Elevate to a mediator.
I contacted the tribunal again today discussing the points mentioned, and iirc they mentioned that having us in attendance for post-inspection, and having us sign the pre-inspection form for bond are not necessary. Just wondering if this is correct? Cheers.

Discord: tealeafy
Character Name & House: Daena Waters (House Velaryon)
Age: 24
Appearance: Daena is the one on the left.
Gift: Autodidactic
Skill(s): Alchemy (e), Burglar (e), Medic (e)
Talent(s): Etiquette, Herbal Knowledge, Magic Tricks, Slight of Hand
Starting Titles: Corlys’s bastard
Starting Location: Starting Feast
Alternate Characters: Briony Brax
Family Tree: https://www.familyecho.com/?p=START&c=pw4g3vryp6&f=289019500873617691#view:START

BIOGRAPHY

Daena Waters is the elder twin sister born to Corlys Velaryon and Alys (a smallfolk sailor’s daughter) in 183 AC. Alys passed upon giving birth to Daena and her twin sister Aelinor. The twins were lucky that Corlys brought them to Driftmark to be raised.
From a young age, Daena felt ashamed of being a bastard. Above all in life, she has strived to be worthy of the Velaryon name and hopes to one day be legitimized. The fact that her cousin is named Daena Velaryon serves as a constant reminder of what Daena Waters is not: trueborn, nor legitimized.
Daena decided early on that she would work hard to prove that she was worth the investment. She turned her mind to all sorts of learning, beginning with her studies as a medic where she was taken under the tutelage of Mira, a herbalist in Driftmark (medic (e)). At first, Daena sought comfort in the healing arts as a way of doing good in the world. But she was to learn a lot during her apprenticeship. Some women came begging Mira for a solution to their problems in a darker way: a husband to be rid of, a father, a rival, a child. Daena realized that life was not so simple as good and bad, and began studying balms and potions known to have ill effects (alchemy (e)). One day, she hopes to even come up with a cure for her trueborn half-brother Corwyn’s blindness.
Daena is constantly offering her services to Addam Velaryon and the rest of the trueborn Velaryons. Her need to be useful is vicious and deep-seeded. Insecure of her place in life, Daena finds solace through kleptomania. Stealing things gives her a sense of control in her life that she otherwise does not have. Her twin, Aelinor, has taken the blame more than once for something that has gone missing so that Daena may continue to be viewed as the ‘better’ twin.

Auxillary Character

Character Name & House: Aelinor Waters (House Velaryon)
Age: 24
Appearance: Aelinor is the one on the right.
Gift: Admiral
Skill(s): Sailing (e), Beastmaster
Talent(s): Drinking, Lying, Cursing
Starting Titles: Corlys’s other bastard
Starting Location: Starting Feast
Born in 183 AC as the younger twin sister to Corlys Velaryon and Alys (a smallfolk sailor’s daughter). Alys passed upon giving birth to the twins, who were lucky that Corlys brought them to Driftmark to be raised.
For a set of twins, Aelinor and Daena could not be more opposite in personality. Aelinor has proudly carried the mantle as a black sheep, bucking tradition and generally running wild. A compulsive liar and a free spirit, Aelinor is secretly Corlys’s favorite child. She takes after his love of sailing, and were it not for the sake of her sister Daena, Aelinor would have long ago left Westeros to seek her fortune and future in Essos (sailing (e)).
Whereas Daena attempted to appease and longs for legitimacy, Aelinor feels life is too short for apologies. From a young age, she found a kindred spirit in her cousin Laena Velaryon, much to Addam Velaryon’s chagrin.
As a young girl, Aelinor discovered that she had a knack for lying. It became a pastime of hers, to seed a lie and amuse herself with the results, though she has never lied to either Daena Waters, nor Laena Velaryon.
Growing up as a bastard, Aelinor had little responsibilities. While Daena poured herself into reading and apprenticeship, Aelinor was often out exploring or tagging along with Corlys. Or, when there was no one to look after her, Aelinor found herself spending a lot of time with the Driftmark maesters in the rookery, learning how to care for and train ravens and other types of birds (beastmaster).
Starting in 203, Aelinor decided to travel Westeros. She felt guilty about leaving Daena at Driftmark, but resolved that it would only be for short periods of time after all. During her travels, she would make various friends and lovers. For as many moons as she would be away, Aelinor made sure to return to Driftmark to spend as much time with Daena as possible before jetting off onto her next adventure as a hired sail-hand.

Archetyped NPCs

Duncan - Swords - A hedge knight who Aelinor met upon her travels. He often tags along with either of the Waters twins, scrapping up the odd coin or two with protection jobs.
Maester Rocke - Scholar - One of the maesters at Driftmark who both of the Waters twins are quite close to.

Previous/
The wagons or tanks rolled through the gate in a caravan that was more akin to a carnival than a group of tradesmen; all the wizards with their pointed hats were shaped magnificently against the browns and grays, some wore white porcelain dramedy masks beneath headwear as dark as pipe resin, men and women and those between—as that was common from where they hailed. Their company was perhaps forty and their mules and mares were thirsty and were led to troughs to idle while the wizards removed goods from their wagons or tanks and although it was not a spectacle for them to arrive within Golgotha’s walls, it was something still and the citizens gathered to greet whatever wizards they might know but mostly perhaps to whisper rumors on them. The wizards seemed a taller folk, but that was because of the hats, and they seemed wider too, but that was for the robes they adorned with costume jewelry, trinkets, or fingernail-sized lanterns which contained magical properties hung off their clothes as ornaments (some metal and other crudely wooden). I never knew a people that could trek the wastes in that time as well as me till I knew them.
Boss Maron was there at the gates with his wall men, hollering—shouting really, “The Whores of Babylon have come again!” And the bells signaled from atop the highest tower over the hall of Bosses and I met the front square with a morning headache and a cigarette. The Boss sheriff was clothed, cowboy hat pulled tightly to his ears, and he waltzed through the square, inspecting the new arrivals with his crotch out in front of him as he moved in a swagger like a cup of shifted water. Morning sunlight crested the wall to reflect on the pistol in his holster as it did on the star pin of his hat.
Among them, there was only one wizard I cared to see. Their name was Suzanne.
The hanged bodies of the men remained on the wall, dead and stiff and shifting to the little wind there was.
The square had filled with carts (some drawn by animals and others pushed on oil), and even if it were not for the bells which signaled their arrival, I’d have surely known their presence for the clatter of their metal engines.
“Well goddamn!” said Maron while examining a wizard, “What’s that you’ve got on your legs?”
The wizard, a young woman in plain pants wore a set of leg braces and whenever she moved, she did so in shifting her hips around. “Braces,” she said.
“What’s it for? Or is it some of your all’s secret whodo?”
“I’ve got bad legs. The braces help.” She said plainly, attempting to angle herself straight like a stick against one of the traveling party’s wagons.
“Bad legs?” Boss Maron’s expression was incredulous. “Who has bad legs? What sort of nonsense is it? If a lady like you’s made it this far in life with bad legs, then someone’s done you a disservice.”
She looked on questioningly while the other wizards continued with their unpacking or their conversating—whether it be amongst themselves or with the freckle-spaced citizens in the square.
“How are you to outrun trouble when you’ve got them?” He nodded at the young woman’s legs.
“I don’t.” Her face was red either because of the sun or because of the scrutiny. “I’m just bow-legged.”
“Damn,” he shook his head, “Well how much you want for one of them?”
“One of my braces?”
“Yeah. All I want’s the one anyway.”
“I need both of them.”
“C’mon. You wouldn’t notice just one missing. I mean, you’ve got a spare right next to it.”
Upon noticing a robed figure I recognized by the animals at the troughs, I moved to them instead and let Maron’s conversation fall to the wayside. The chatter of the crowd was wild and startled words came as a wizard exposed their collection of tonics to passersby.
“Suzanne,” I said.
The figure turned to face me, moving their head to look away from a mare they’d been brushing to expose one of those white porcelain masks.
I knew it and could not contain a smile.
“Harlan?” asked the figure. The mask on its face was split in the middle with hinges on either side and they opened it to show their face; it was Suzanne. They’d grown some hair around their throat and wore lipstick on their lips and dyes on their eyes.
“It’s good to see you.” I pushed myself into a hug with them and I could smell the travel off them but didn’t care.
They shifted timidly before hugging me back and I pretended not to notice. Once we’d separated, I looked on Suzanne’s face again and they were looking on at the hanging men on the wall. “Again?” they asked.
I nodded and shot a look towards the Boss across the way.
“What justice?” they asked no one while shaking their head.
Trying an answer, I said, “Justice is something man made, I think. I’ll leave men to men and the rest to God.”
“God.” Suzanne nodded glumly then shook their head. “Which one?”
I laughed a good laugh that felt real but nervous too then kicked the ground and took the last drag off my cigarette before chucking it to the ground. “What’s brought you here?”
Suzanne answered plainly. “We took a long time east out near Pittsburgh.” Their eyes scanned the buildings further on from the square. “The people there are worse than here, it seems. At least you still have your walls.”
“Pittsburgh’s fallen?”
They frowned. “Not completely. They’ve mostly gone underground. A skitterbug infestation caused a plague directly before an attack of proportions I’ve yet seen.” Suzanne’s brow furrowed. “It was awful.” The words hung in the air for a moment. “But we’re here now and thought we’d stop for a rest and some guns and ammo before returning to Babylon. We’ve brought some medicines to trade.”
I learned from my friend that Pittsburgh’s infrastructure and fortifications were decimated in an attack the wizards only caught second-hand and the survivors—holed away in the tunnels beneath Pittsburgh—told of how the demons ran the walls once their reserves were low.
Then the wizards gathered there began unpacking books, some scrolls, and there were medicines too and some of the Bosses other than Maron (he pushed his harassment of the young wizard with leg braces) graced us there with their presence as they came on and began to pick across the goods, haggling prices. Boss Frank was there, and he stood before a wizard by a tank with a wooden table of jars—capped elixirs of varying colors—he grew increasingly frustrated with their selection and took on in his braggadocious way, speaking of numbers. A few of the idle wizards leaned against carts or even took across town and a small group of them had gathered for a quick show near the guard posts, playing instruments (strings over the vocals of “In My Life”) and there in the front of them was a young wizard man that had removed his hat to show how he played with fire flames off his hands—it was a sideshow play—and the citizens wore variations of bemusement or disgust. The children of Golgotha, all dirty faced with sprigs of hair jutting about from their morning’s waking, seemed totally bewildered in the joy of song and clapped their hands or shook their hips all with smiles.
I stuffed my hands in my jacket and prodded Suzanne, “What’s with the plague? I mean, was it contained? None of your lot got sick, did they?”
Suzanne scoffed, perhaps a little pridefully, “No. I wouldn’t worry about that.” They patted a nearby mule then withdrew a brush and moved it across its thin coat before looking over its hooves. “I’ve brought you some books I found out that way though. You still read?”
I nodded.
“Don’t expect any of that fiction. The only ones I’ve found recently are old pamphlets or medical texts.” Suzanne paused and smiled, returning the animal brush to their robes, “You haven’t happened upon anything that might interest me, have you?”
Their shown teeth were infectious. “Mayhap. I’d need you to come back to my place so I could give them to you.” An awkward pause followed and the roar of the still accumulating crowd overtook the space between us before I continued. “Mostly interesting containers and a few flecks of gold I took from some old computers—they’ve been waitin’ on you for weeks now. I got some parchment that might be of use to you too. You can take what you need as always.”
“How about we get some food? I’m famished. Riding through the night takes its toll.”
Me and Suzanne took from the square up a narrow route that led through residences where the lower levels had their curtains drawn and then we took stairs toward balconies and catwalks configured from reinforced metal; we spoke as we went and a few odd glances from passersby met the wizard as we did.
“The tide on the east is rising again,” said Suzanne.
“Worse than before?”
“Worse than before.”
“God, I don’t think I’ve seen the ocean for a decade or more.” I slid my hand along the railing once we came to what was essentially my front porch; it was a perch among the catwalks that cut against the domicile where I shared walls with others on three sides and we stopped there outside my door. “We saw a dragon only a few days ago.”
Suzanne’s interest seemed piqued. “A dragon? And what direction was it traveling?”
“Well,” I craned over the railing, looking down the narrow walkway that separated my building and the one across the way; I couldn’t see the front square from outside my home, but I could still just make out the music echoing from that direction, “Could’ve been north or west. I was preoccupied, but I wouldn’t worry much. The wall men gave it a pretty good thrashing before it took off.”
“Hmm.”
“So, the ocean? It’s rising, huh?”
They joined me there on railing, supporting themselves against their forearms. “It is. Faster than ever. Some bad magic’s taken the water. I imagine by the end of the year Pittsburgh will be under it. There’s something bad coming. You might call it intuition if you want, but I know it’s coming. Something bad. Revelations bad. There comes a time when even those of us forsaken are brought worse.”
“Bah!” I couldn’t help it, “John thought it was the end times while he wrote the damn thing. And what about all the other books? Hm?”
Suzanne put up their hands. “I didn’t mean it like that at all. You know I’m only the mildest scholar on the topic.”
“Anyway. You’d better not start having visions. Got enough to worry about as is.” I’d not realized my shoulders were tense until their hand touched me, and I flinched.
“You’ve a bruise around your neck. Care to elaborate there?”
I shook my head. “Got into a fight.”
Suzanne laughed, removed their pointed hat and playfully put it on my head. “C’mon. Cook me something. You might not know a thing about spices, but your cooking’s always tasted better.”
We took through my door to my small single room where simple amenities awaited and an ancient, decommissioned pump-shotgun hung on the wall over the bed. “That’s just ‘cause you ain’t the one laboring over it.”
Across a meal of potato cakes and toasted bread, we drank coffee until I broke into the liquor to spice my coffee and alleviate my hangover, and we shared the drink and Suzanne took to wash in the sink while I smoked outside on the overlook. Upon returning to the room, I saw them there with a wet rag stuffed beneath an armpit and they were beautiful caught without robes, frame cast in sunglow through the crack in my doorway. In a moment, our hands glided around one another in a scramble of arms at the middle point between us and we took to bed for a while.
Come midday, we remained there, staring at the ceiling, chests bare, and blanket strewn across our lower halves.
“You’re going gray,” said Suzanne.
“You’re getting old too, ya’know.”
“Yes.”
“How long did you say you’ll be staying?” I asked while trying to mask whatever excitement may be present.
“Few days. Once we’ve enough ammunition.” They traced their index finger along my ear lobe.
“Stay.” I offered.
They frowned. “Come.”
“I did already.”
They gave me a light shove and cut their eyes at me. Hazel. How good that color was. “Really. What keeps you here?”
“Things.” I pushed up in the bed to sit, finagling my underwear from the jeans on the floor.
“I wish you would.”
“I’m no wizard.”
“You don’t need to be.”
“Maybe there will come a time when I take you up on that offer. Who knows?” I slid into the drawers.
“Is it Maron?” they asked, “I don’t know your fascination with him. He’s the worst combination cruel and dumb I’ve seen.”
“Like an animal.” I nodded. “Like something real bad’s wrong with him. But no. He’s not my fascination.” Lying was always hard with them. “I worry about this place. I wouldn’t do the things I do if I didn’t. What if I were to leave it and then it turns out like Pittsburgh.”
“Oh, you’re an expert in plagues now?”
“No,” I scoffed, “I guess it’s just a place that weighs on my conscious.” I went to sit on the bed alongside them.
“You hate it here. I can see it more on your face every time we meet.”
“That I do. Call it an investment dilemma. I’ve put time in it, and I want it to be well.”
“That doesn’t sound like you.”
I caught Suzanne’s face there, staring up from the flat pillow, flustered. My reasoning was hard, but I continued, “There is one thing I should undo before I leave here. It’s a long time coming, and I don’t know if I can. But it’s important,” upon seeing their quizzical expression, I added, “And it is secret.”
“I wish you’d come with us. You’d be welcome.”
“I’ll visit Babylon sometime next month. I promise.”
“You shouldn’t call it that. I don’t like it when you call it that.” The wizards never called their home Babylon; that was a name conjured by the many religious fanatics that considered their magic evil (even if they did trade with the ‘heretics’ from time to time). The name they’d given their own city of medicine was Alexandria; it was fitting for I’d seen their expansive libraries and could become lost in them easily.
“Fine. I’ll be there.” I squeezed their hand in mine. “I’ll miss you once you’ve gone.”
“Don’t get sappy,” they said before planting a kiss on my forehead.
The day went and then the next and another and the wizards packed their belongings. No more music for Golgotha, only quiet agony. As Suzanne said, they’d left me a few books and I’d given away my parchment, jars, and gold. While they were in town, I even was able to snag a few more bottles of their famous wizard liquor along with a few vials of medicine—always good to have whenever I set foot beyond the walls or when someone within might need it.
There came a time finally—as every time it does—where I watched the caravan, with gray smoke clouds off the engines, take on north first where there was an opening wide enough in the ruins to accommodate vehicles, then it hooked around a wide bend that took them west then their black shapes against the red morning skyline disappeared like fading ink as their magic cloaked them entirely. I wished them well, but at the moment of dissipation, I felt an urge to leap from the top of the wall, charge across the field, scream that I was coming and scream it loud enough that I’d hurt myself. I think I just loved—though I never said it aloud and neither did they—and love is a bad thing more often than it is good, for the longing it leaves in its absence drives a person mad and I did not want to be mad; the feeling burst from me quietly there on the wall while I was flanked on either side by guards. I was sure all along the way they went that I could just make out Suzanne among them; that was probably a fault in my vision, but I imagined they were casting glances back, hoping to hold me as strongly as I wished to hold them. I went to the streets of Golgotha where the town quieted from the previous days’ engagements with the wizards.
Normal came and settled and then came chanting from Lady as she moved through sullen quiet streets. She was so far off that I was not sure it was her at all and then came the lines as she drew nearer by the hydroponics towers, and she shouted them vigorously and shook her fist above the air and held a staff with a swinging lantern of incense in her opposite hand, partly for ceremony and partly for support. The words came harshly, gravelly:
“They called to the mountains and to the rocks, fall on us and hide us from the face of him who sits on the throne and from the wrath of the Lamb! For the great day of their wrath has come, and who can withstand it?”
“The lamb will be your shepherd. He will guide you. Hallelujah! He will lead you to the springs of living water and wipe away every tear!”
“Many will be purified, made spotless and refined, but the wicked will continue to be wicked. None of the wicked will understand, but those who are wise will understand! Do not be tempted by the deviousness of the whorish Babylonians for all the nations have drunk the maddening wine of her adulteries. The kings of the earth committed adultery with her, and the merchants of the earth grew rich from her excessive luxuries.”
A person, among the catwalks, shouted down at Lady, “Shut-the-fuck-up!”
I watched her come fully down the avenue as she dodged a thrown egg from somewhere unseen, then dashed away toward an offshoot alley to hide somewhere, incense lantern smoking, clanging against her back while she screeched off more scripture from memory. After she was long gone, I moved to the spot where the egg was, rubbed it into dirt with the sole of my boot and looked up through the spiderweb network of catwalks overhead; there was no one.
Without a thing keeping me, I took off the following day, and upon meeting the gates, Maron was there and I could see he was the proud owner of a used leg brace; he grinned upon seeing me, patting his mustache down with his forefinger and thumb.
“Whatcha’ think?” He motioned to his left leg. “It’s a bit of a conversation starter, ain’t it?”
“Get your boys to open the gate, I’m going out.”
He shook his head. “Won’t find anything out there. It’s all dirt and rubble, you know.”
“Just open it.”
“You know what?” He cut his eyes at me. “There’s gonna’ come a day when you won’t be so able bodied or maybe the Bosses won’t like you coming and going as you please.”
I inhaled heavily then let it go. “Now can’t we skip to the end where you acquiesce to my request?”
“Words words words you’ve got. You’ve got a lot of words. Acquiesce. Psshaw.” Boss Maron waved for the guards to open the gate and they did, and I stepped by him, and he spit somewhere behind me before I heard him hobble around with his single leg brace.
The path was clear and open on all sides and in no time, I’d taken across the field to the east and found myself on the edge of the ruins where things stank, and I was free from no other thought than to live. Creeping hot overcame me and brought my hair to my forehead and I holed off in a shadow to drank from my gourd before continuing. The sun was red in the sky in the places where I could see sky from around the black shadows of towering structures. I ducked beneath an old shop counter when I heard the skittering of fart heads and pulled a sleeve to kill the scent of their chlorine breath.
Once they’d gone, I pulled through the wreckage more and more till I came upon the markings for an old safehouse in the back office of a garage I’d not been to in a while. What were my intentions? Was I going to go all the way to the coast? Throw myself into those bad magic waters? There’s a thing they don’t teach you in religion. They prattle all day to do this or that and they say that Hell awaits sinners or Hades or maybe its in layers or circles or what have you. They’ll tell you about the places and they’ll say that if you take life into your own hands, you end in Hell, but what’s a person to do when those creeping intrusions come along—the ones that call to a person in the darkness, the ones where they tempt you to jump from a high place or there’s always a gun or a poison. Maybe a person could bribe another to do it for them. Where do they end up then? What are you supposed to do to stave off those thoughts? Should a person contend such melancholies with prayer? That did not seem helpful. What is the soulless to do without the promise of those pearly gates anyway?
Anyway, I took on past the safehouse and found a utility hall in the side of a tall industrial building just beyond a partially erect chain link fence. The wall was opened up like a cracked shell from years of standing alone, and after ducking through there, I found some old matches in a drawer, plastic gas cans whose contents had long since congealed within; I kicked them (not that I expected anything more). Moving further down the wide hallway, there were shelves of dusty tools, and I took some hammers and knives (cheapo stuff).
Further still down the hall, there was a staircase, and I took it quietly; the stone stairs made hardly a sound against the bottoms of my boots, and I took the stairs more quickly till I was out of breath and caught myself on a landing where I supped silent air before rushing further up the stairs. An old metallic cabinet or console—I couldn’t make it out—lay strewn across the steps to the second-highest floor and I climbed over it before coming to the building’s roof access. Upon coming to the door with a metal push bar across its middle, I gave it a shove and it did not budge but a minor clink and I took a moment to collect myself before rummaging through my gear.
Slung through a loop on the inside of my pack was a short prybar that was so worn around its tooth it was more rounded than an edge; I shimmied the piece of metal into the spot where the door latched into the way and began crimping the spot apart, trying all the while to maintain a relative quiet in the dead ruins. Once I’d bent away at the door for a few moments, I elevated my body weight at an awkward angle to pop the door free and it did so, half open, with a rusty screech that forced a long pause from me; I stood there by the newly opened doorway for a full minute, holding the prybar, holding my breath. Upon hearing nothing in response to the noise of the door, I slid the tool into my pack and slipped through the threshold.
The flat roof of the industrial building sloped to one corner—where the opening in the wall of the first floor was—and sitting there in the middle of an open platform was an old helicopter, blades half torn away or rusted off and the remaining slanted from the top of the old vehicle, touching the platform it sat upon. The roof access looked like a little square house atop the flat headed structure and around the side of the access, I found an old corpse (entirely bones) wrapped in black plastic-like armor, the white dry fingers laid across its lap, several digits gone and its hollow eye holes staring off into the sky with a permanent smile. I moved to the thing that hadn’t been human in a long time and prodded it; the skeleton slumped to the side and looked on the ground by its shoes. How long had it been staring at the sky and how long had it been waiting for me to come and change its dead visage?
I moved to the edge of the building, to the corner where the building sloped and looked off the edge to the ground below; all was quiet, and nothing moved save the shadows’ stalwart creep across the ground. Examining from above, I could see the opening I’d climbed through and beneath my shifting feet, I felt the ground give a little; timidly, I angled more forward and for a moment I thought I knew why I’d gone up there in the first place. Suddenly six-stories felt high. The urge to jump came. Perhaps on the way down, I’d have just a blink to convince myself I’d slipped.
“Hey!” A shout from somewhere down below came from the direction I’d come from. I shook my head as it felt as though it was a ghost echo, a noise that wasn’t. Then it came again, “Hey!”
I squinted my eyes and there in the crumbled road below, there was a human I didn’t initially recognize; it was only after the figure tumbled through the remains of the chain link fence that I recognized it as Dave. I blinked.
Out of breath, he angled over to the opening at the base of the structure and called up at me, “Hey! I see you up there!”
Whisper-yelling, I cupped my hands, “Shutup!”
I took back to the stairs, and he hollered after, “Where you going?”
With reckless abandon, I took the stairs many at a time, leapt the cabinet on the stairs, scrambling while also reaching for the prybar I’d put away. I held the cold metal in my hand and charged toward the industrial storage hallway where I could see him silhouetted in the frame of the crumbled opening.
His chest heaved and he wiped at his brow; slung across his shoulder was a small supply bag and worn like a necklace was a pair of binoculars. “God, you move fast. Like a fuckin’ cockroach in light.” His eyes shifted from my face to the prybar in my hand as I approached him.
Standing within the echoey hallway, I lifted the weapon and pointed it at him. “What’d you follow me for?”
“You wouldn’t use that on me.” He took his eyes from the prybar. “I don’t think you would anyway. You might be shady, Harlan, but I don’t take you as a stone-cold murderer.”
“You take me wrong,” I said.
“Maybe.” He seemed to think on it a moment. “You wouldn’t?”
“If you’ve given away my position to those things, I might.”
“Lots of bluster.” Dave offered an incredibly forced smile, and I could see just from the little shine of the sun in the opening that his eye had blacked but remained functional. “I been watching you.”
“Oh?”
He nodded. “I snuck out after you.”
“You ought to go back.”
“You ought to just listen. There ain’t a thing back there for me.”
“I don’t care.” The sharpness in my voice felt good. “I don’t need some sorry sack sneaking up on me when I’m mindin’ my own.”
A quiet laugh. “There’s nothing there for me. I been farming all my life and if I die,” he shrugged, “So be it.”
“Idiot. Fuckin’ idiot.”
“You manage out here! Wizards can too!”
“Wizards have magic.”
“You got some of that?”
I lowered the crowbar.
“We’ve got to stop starting our conversations with fights.” He paused and moved into the shadowy hallway of the building before perching in a half-sit half-lean against the wall near me. “I never was violent anyway, so if you want to hit me with that then do it.”
“Hmm.”
His shirt clung to him, sweat thick and dark on his chest and pits. “Goddamn you move fast.”
“You should wear a jacket or something. Long sleeves keep the sun off and a thicker material gives you a modicum of protection.” I took to squatting too, maintaining ample distance betwixt us. “A hat helps too, but I’m always losing hats.” I chewed on my tongue while mulling over whether I should leave him.
“Are you going to try and slink away while I’m not looking?”
I blinked. “No.”
“Liar.” He took a healthy gulp from his water gourd then wiped his mouth. “East is the ocean?”
I nodded.
“Is it far?”
I nodded. “For you.”
Dave sighed. “Thank you.”
“For?”
“Telling me.”
“Okay.”
“You ever have any kids?”
I shook my head.
“It’s somethin’. Henry had so much energy—especially when he was little—there was times I didn’t think he’d ever settle down.”
“What are you doing out here?” I asked.
“Helen told me she was the same way when she was his age. She had energy too. I feel so tired.”
“Dave. What the fuck are you doing out here? Why’d you follow me?”
He took one last swallow from his gourd before shoving it into his pack. “I wanted to talk to you about killin’ the Bosses.”
I laughed into my hand. “That’s—that’s a thought.”
“I mean it.” His stare was like pinpricks.
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Rewatched this episode. There is a lot to be said and has already been said about the first 30 mins at the Cheshire Cat and Harvard, but I really took interest in the last 15 mins of the episode.
1) Lorelai acting like a literal child to Emily when she wants to know what her wedding gift was.
2) The whole Lane went to Korea storyline is so strange and underdeveloped... why was she there, how long...? It is like a catastrophic event for Lane that is never mentioned again.
3) Seeing the chuppah made me realize the chuppah is hardly used (do they destroy it later? I remember Luke being at Lorelai's kitchen table with the goat figurine and I can't remember if they deconstructed the chuppah). They could've used that as such a motif seeing it in her yard, or it could've played a role in Luke and Lorelai's relationship.
4) The Luke and Lorelai conversation in the diner. God it is so nice. He is just there for her through it all. He was the one person she felt she could be honest with in this episode. Just pure connection and flirtiness.
5) Lorelai talking about getting started on opening her inn? What happens to that? I know Mia shows up in S2 and that puts a weird pin in things.
This episode felt like such an interesting transition, mainly for Lorelai. Lorelai was faced with her future and chose not be with Max and was faced with Rory's future at Harvard and living the life Lorelai couldn't. She is now looking ahead. There is a big looking ahead feeling to this episode, hence the mighty quote, "We're almost there and nowhere near it, all that matters is we're going."
This episode may feel so strange because typically, big transitional episodes are season finales or premieres, and this one is E4. This episode gives S3 E13 Dear Emily and Richard vibes because it spends a lot of time really just sitting in Lorelai's history and avoidant behavior. S2 E4 Road Trip shows her avoidant behavior after such a big change, and S3 E13 shows how much her relationship with Emily has grown since she was 16 and pregnant. Though the large event of Shari's birth occurs in S3 E13, it still has that same vibe of just sitting in Lorelai's grief and trauma.
Such a thought-provoking episode, similar to S3 E13.

My bf (22) and I (20) have been dating for two years. We "talked" for ahwile before we started dating, and I could tell that he had some red flags (quick tempered, asking me who i was with, etc). During the time that was supposed to be our honey moon phase, we were fighting a lot, and everyone around me told me that we should not date (but i obvi didnt listen). After we started dating, things were fine for awhile but then things started to get rocky. He would always get mad when I would go to bars (i'm in college, so i liked going out with frineds) and I felt like I lost a lot of my friends since I wouldnt hang out with them as much (since he wouldn't like me going to parties or bars).He use to scold me on the phone after I got home from the bars asking me how many guys talked to me and stuff which ALWAYS got on my nerves. He claimed he let didn't mind me going out to bars but it was always a different story when i would actually go.
He doesn't really do this anymore, but that could be because I rarely go out. Idk i'm scared to be alone but it seems like parts of this relationship are just as if not more lonely. I feel like this relationship has changed the way I am for the worse (making me jealous, insesure, more quicktempered), and I feel like he made me this way. We have had so many positive times in this relationship too, but I just feel like if I stick it out, i will regret not living up to my potential in my young twentys.
Has anyone else gone through something similar?

This is long, but I need help from objective internet strangers.
My partner (35M) and I (34F) have been together almost three years. We’re not married, but we’re much more than just boyfriend/girlfriend so I am posting here.
We have been living together since September. We’ve known for a while that we want to be together, settle down, and have a family.
We’re somewhere in between working and middle class. We both have good jobs but are by no means affluent.
He’s always been a little emotionally immature and somewhat emotionally unavailable. His family is SUPER toxic. He has a ton of childhood trauma he needs to work through. I’ve been in therapy a long time and am highly self aware
We broke up for about a month last year because he was dragging his feet on moving in together. He didn’t want to move forward because he said he was scared, and I believed him. I missed him and was miserable without him. He was too. A condition of getting back together was that he see a therapist and start working on himself and putting up boundaries with his super toxic family.
After going to my sister’s wedding in November, we’ve been talking a lot about our future. What kind of house we want to buy, what we would name our kids, who we would invite to our wedding. I even picked out a ring!
The last few weeks I had noticed that he’d been really dodging any conversations about getting engaged or married. He’s been saying for a while he doesn’t want to get married until we can buy a house and be settled, not renting an apartment, but he couldn’t (wouldn’t) discuss his feelings any deeper than that.
I asked if he could try and discuss it with the therapist, and when he was ready, we could talk about it.
He came home on Friday and told me he didn’t want to get legally married because he’s seen so many men lose everything in a divorce. He said it was a fear he’d always had and it didn’t really have anything to do with me.
I was absolutely blindsided by this information, and we fought for a solid 24 hours.
I was getting ready for bed on Saturday night and I realized he wanted to buy a house before we were married because he believed it would protect his assets/he’d keep it if we ever divorced. I asked him about it and he confirmed that it was a contributing factor.
I am absolutely stunned. So hurt and offended. How could he have had this belief/fear for three years and never mention it? How could he possibly believe I would do this?
I am by no means perfect. But I genuinely do not think I am the problem here. My mom and my therapist both agree, and that he’s so stunted he will never be able to grow out of his trauma and be the partner I need. He will never meet my emotional needs.
Here’s the thing though, I am still blinded by love. It’s hard. He’s my best friend. I am devastated but also still holding out hope he will change.
We’re stuck in a lease together until September, and I can’t afford to live on my own. I don’t want to move back in with my mom, and I am apprehensive to move in with a strange roommate.
I love him, and I want this to work but I am just not sure we can recover from this. We’re doing a couples session with his therapist later this week.
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TLDR: My boyfriend of three years just told me he doesn’t want to get legally married because he’s afraid he’d lose all his money in a divorce...he has maybe 30k for a down payment. He works hard, but he's not protecting a family fortune. If we did get legally married, a condition would be that he’d buy "us" a house first…so that it was his and I couldn’t take it in a divorce. I am devastated. We’re in a lease together until September. WHAT DO I DO?
What do I do? Do I try and work on it, or do I figure out how to preserve my sanity for the next few months while I plan an exit strategy?
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ETA: Just to mention, I have bipolar disorder and am on disability which is something totally valid for him to have concerns about. I take medication, go to therapy, group therapy, do not drink alcohol frequently, eat a healthy diet, and have a really solid support system. Before becoming disabled, I had a successfully career and made A LOT of money so my disability + the little I am allowed to work is about 38,000 USD after taxes annually. I have no loans, no debt, and own my car. My financial situation isn’t ideal, but it isn’t terrible.
And not to brag, but I am totally awesome and ridiculously beautiful. I am a real catch, so I know there’s other fish in the sea. But I love HIM.

Can someone please provide an answer or an explanation for the following?

1. How is fingering with sperm not lead to pregnancy?
2. If there was sperm on finger, got wiped using tissue but there’s still remaining due to not it being wiped properly, is there a chance for pregnancy?
3. Can sperm survive under fingernails and make someone pregnant? Reason for it to be under fingernails is the not properly wiping the finger.
4. Relating to question number 1, 2,and 3 if there was a 1 minute interval before inserting it in a vagina, is there a chance for pregnancy?
5. (Sorry for TMI) When I fingered my gf, there was like a barrier and it was a bit hard. What could this be? Could this be her cervix? I’m scared that it is and the sperm on my finger might have given a little boost. Also scared because she was aroused and the discharge might’ve helped the sperm.

I’m really scared despite my gf having her period (it was heavy she said and she used multiple pads) 10 days after we did outercourse (fingering with possible semen). We did the risk a week before her period and I’m scared that she’d fall pregnant due to her being really fertile. Her period for the month of May did not come but she is irregular. Here is the track of her period : March 19 - i forgot (This was her period before we did the outercourse), April 27 - almost lasted a week i think (This was her period 10 days after the outercourse). She is irregular but I’m really spooked about the things I’ve seen in google and quora. The things I’ve seen were hidden/cryptic pregnancy, “threatened” miscarriage, and people having their period a week after but skipped the next month and found out they were pregnant. I’m really scared of those things and are we prone to those? Like can it happen to us? Is it worth to take a pregnancy test? Are we really in the clear from pregnancy? I’m sorry I keep on repeating but a full blown explanation would really help. We’re both teens and I’m really nervous
(some posts I made related to this : https://www.reddit.com/amipregnant/comments/13v2plj/anxious_teen_please_help/ --- https://www.reddit.com/amipregnant/comments/12u2vh5/i_male_14_is_scared_that_i_got_my_gf_15_pregnant/)

This happened back in September 2018 during my senior year of high school. My (21M) high school goes all out for homecoming and we have to create decorations to place around the school. I was active with homecoming and planned to go help build something but I had to go to a family party beforehand. I get to the party and there was a ton of food so I made myself a plate and ate it. I did not feel weird or anything and did not have to use the bathroom. I leave the party and pick up my friend and we head to the house where all the decorations were. We get to the house and I feel fine for the first hour but I suddenly feel the need to use the bathroom. I ask my friend if I could use the bathroom and he said yes.
There are two bathrooms in his house. One upstairs and one downstairs that leads into the backyard. Another entrance leads into the house so I take the one that leads into the kitchen. I walked into the downstairs backroom and sit on the toilet and take care of my business. After I finish I wipe and go to push the handle down but the toilet doesn’t make any noise. I press it again and nothing happens. I sit up and look at the toilet and there is NO WATER IN THE BOWL!!! I take off the lid and look in the tank and notice that the pump was broken and there wasn’t any water sitting in the tank. I assumed there would be water in the bowl and the toilet would work so I sat down and used it. My friend never said the downstairs bathroom is broken so I didn’t know. YES, I SHOULD HAVE CHECKED TO SEE IF THE TOILET HAD WATER BUT I DID NOT !!!
I start to freak out and open the door and no one was in the door. I start thinking about what to do. I open the cabinet below the sink and there was a mason jar and a plastic bag next to each other. I put the plastic bag over my hand and grab EVERYTHING that was sitting in the toilet bowl and wrap it tightly. I put it in the mason jar and close the lid tightly. Now I got the contents out of the toilet but now I’m holding a mason jar full of poop in my hand. Any logical person would sneak the jar out of the house and throw it in the garbage but I am not a very logical person. I start to walk out of the bathroom with the jar but someone upstairs walked by and I panicked and went back to the bathroom. There was a shower next to the toilet so I decided to put it on the shelf and close the shower door. I walk out of the bathroom again but the guilt consumes me and I go back to grab the jar. I start freaking out again so I decide to put the mason jar back underneath the sink in the place I found it and close the door. There was a can of Febreze on the floor so I picked it up and sprayed the bathroom for a solid minute. I leave the bathroom and go to the sink in the garage to wash my hands and head back to the backyard. I sit next to my friend who I drove with and he asks where I have been and I tell him in a monotone voice that we need to leave in 20 minutes. He asks why and I tell him I would explain everything once we leave. We leave 20 minutes later and I tell my friend what happened and he almost fainted from laughing.
I knew my friend would find out but I hoped that whoever found the mason jar would just throw it away but two months later my friend texts the group chat asking if anyone used the downstairs bathroom because there was a mason jar full of poop under the sink. A couple of people replied but there were about 35 people in the group chat and only 3 people replied. I didn’t reply. I have seen that friend a couple more times since and he has not acted differently around me so I don’t think he assumes it was me. I will never tell anyone what I did. Only my friend and my sister know what I did but the guilt still gets me to this day.

i had no idea this was something other people knew about as a concept or whatever, but i had a recurring nightmare for years (from since i was 4 up until 19ish) and a small bit involved this dude in a hat kinda like this 🕴🏼standing in the corner of a big ass freight elevator staring at me. i always woke up crying and would tell my parents about this. there are drawings from 2007 with this guy on it, back when i didn’t even know how to log into internet and pretty much watched supervised cable. even after i grew up i would still get the same feeling i would when i was younger. even though i grew up to love horror and being scared, there was something about this dream and this guy that made me feel so uneasy and unsafe, i would regress to my most vulnerable state as a child. it scares the shit out of me knowing more people are onto this.

Top 10 Women's Dresses for Every Occasion: From Casual to Cocktail
Every woman deserves a versatile collection of dresses that can effortlessly take her from casual outings to formal cocktail parties. Dresses are the epitome of femininity and can make a bold statement while providing comfort and style. In this article, we present the top 10 women's dresses for every occasion, ensuring you're always dressed to impress.

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Naari was grateful that she lived on the outskirts of the village for many reasons. Firstly, so that sounds like the ones Rina would soon be making would not trouble the others. Two, it meant that no one was quite sure how much food she had stocked up at any given time. Naari knew, though. She knew exactly how much she had, down to the last urn of sorghum. Everyone who wanted her care at any point had to bring an urn or two of sorghum, or an equivalent amount of dried bison meat, or some other gift of their land that could be stored and saved. Naari had been keeping track of who had given on a piece of parchment, drawing out symbols for each family with ink made from bone char and a raven’s quill. The extra food went to the sick, or the pregnant. Chewing on dried bison is very healthful for women in labour, but of course Naari had no way to get bison meat on her own. However, men who were about to go on raids could bring her raw bison strips as a sort of future payment against the medical care she might need to provide them afterwards. Then she would mark a symbol on her parchments, and give the man a small piece of parchment with her own symbol. She didn’t need to give the man the bison that he provided, no, quite the opposite. After all, it could be months before he would need her medical care. No, the food went to the one who needed it then. And if the village was healthy? Well, Naari prospered anyways, for a healthy village always had children, and most everyone was willing to give something, because everyone wanted there to be extra food when it was their turn to be sick.
That was how Naari was able to provide Rina with dried bison to gnaw on while she laboured. Now walking, now squatting, now on hands and knees. Naari did not watch her every second, that would not be required for many hours yet. She was busy making a strong tea for Rina, made of sagebrush and sunwort, grinding the leaves and stems down with water from the firepit.
“How are you feeling? You must let yourself breathe, slowly, your music is good.”
“There is pain,” Rina replied, a low groan escaping at the end, belying the true level of pain she was in.
“You do not need to speak to me as if I were a man, sister.”
“It is awful, then. How do women do this four, five, times?”
“Drink this. It will help,” Naari replied. “It is cooled, and I have added mint and berry to make it sweet.”
Rina took the cup and nodded gratefully, drinking it in slow but steady sips. Already her breathing grew more laboured, and her moving became less moving and more swaying and rocking. Progress. Hours passed.
In the night, under a coyote moon, Rina held her baby boy to her breast, relieved and thankful. Naari waited to deliver the blood-tree, and only when its roots were empty and white did she thank it for its service and sever it from the new child. The blood-tree itself would be planted somewhere on Rina’s land, along with a walnut tree.
“Thank you, sister. You are a talented rādejut,” Rina murmured in the cool dark.
“You have given freely of your bounty when others were in need, and now it was your turn to receive the bounty of others. While your son eats, tell me more about this watering hole you’ve dug. I think it could be very helpful. Clean water is good for the health, and if I had one here, it would make things much easier. Do you think some of the young herdless boys and the women would be willing to help…?”

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Okay so I think I get why Dany snapped in season 8.
So we know Varys sent ravens about Johns true lineage to a lot of people in Westeros and Dany was always terrified John would take her power from her
After Missande died it took a lot of convincing from Tyrion to accept Cersei’s surrender (via bells)
But Dany wanted them all dead still
What if Dany always planned on obliterating kings landing (after learning about Jon) because she wanted to destroy his support for the claim to the throne. The north was all super beat up and I have to imagine they lost most of their fighters, no Tyrell army anymore, all Lannister forces and banner men are in kings landing to protect it. So by wiping out all of kings landing she essentially cuts off all the people who would support Jons claim except the north and the Vale (who have a way smaller army than her). So by killing all the Lannisters she ensures she has more powerful people to support her claim to the throne over Jon because she still has her armies. I’m not sure if this made any sense at all. Sorry if it didnt

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