#Lea Mills

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its been 2 years since ive read this smut manga and while rereading it this scene will foever etch my brain

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Bad movie I have Wanted: Dead or Alive Season One 1958-1959

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Mimi Webb - Erase You (Video Klip)

Mimi Webb‘in 1 Ağustos 2024’te Epic Records / Sony Music Entertainment etiketiyle çıkan yeni single çalışması “Erase You”nun video klibi yayınlandı. Yapımcılığının Lola Idounda ve LE\PAC Benjamin Bernard’ın üstlendiği şarkının video klibini Colin Solal Cardo yönetti. Klipte Alya Mille, Elisa Gualtieri, Lea Lambert ve Fanette Rampal oynadı. Mimi Webb – Erase You Mimi Webb – Erase You – Şarkı…

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Writing Reference: Topographical Elements

Ideas for Naming your Fictional Places

Buildings and stones brough, burton, caster, church, cross, kirk, mill, minster, stain, stone, wark ⚜ Examples: Crossthwaite, Felixkirk, Newminster, Staines, Whitchurch

Coastline features ey, holme, hulme, hythe, naze, ness, port, sea ⚜ Examples: Bardsey, Greenhithe, Sheerness, Southport, Southsea

Dwellings and farms barton, berwick, biggin, bold, by, cote, ham, hampstead, hamton, house, scale, sett, stall, thorpe, toft, ton, wick ⚜ Examples: Fishwick, Newham, Potterton, Westby, Woodthorpe

Fields and clearings combe, croft, den, ergh, field, ham, haugh, hay, ing, land, lease, lock, meadow, rick, ridding, rode, shot, side, thwaite, wardine, worth, worthy ⚜ Examples: Applethwaite, Cowden, Smallworthy, Southworth, Wethersfield

General locations and routes bridge, ford, gate, ing, mark, path, stead, stoke, stow, street, sty, way ⚜ Examples: Epping, Horsepath, Longford, Ridgeway, Stonebridge, Streetly

Hills and slopes bank, barrow, borough, breck, cam, cliff, crook, down, edge, head, hill, how, hurst, ley, ling, lith, mond, over, pen, ridge, side, tor ⚜ Examples: Barrow, Blackdown, Longridge, Redcliff, Thornborough, Windhill

Rivers and streams batch, beck, brook, burn, ey, fleet, font, ford, keld, lade, lake, latch, marsh, mere, mouth, ore, pool, rith, wade, water, well ⚜ Examples: Broadwater, Fishlake, Mersey, Rushbrooke, Saltburn

Woods and groves bear, carr, derry, fen, frith, greave, grove, heath, holt, lea, moor, oak, rise, scough, shaw, tree, well, with, wold, wood ⚜ Examples: Blackheath, Hazlewood, Oakley, Southwold, Staplegrove

Valleys and hollows bottom, clough, combe, dale, den, ditch, glen, grave, hole, hope, slade ⚜ Examples: Cowdale, Denton, Greenslade, Hoole, Longbottom, Thorncombe

NOTE

These elements are all found in many different spellings. Old English beorg ‘hill, mound’, for example, turns up as bar-, berg-, -ber, -berry, -borough, and -burgh. Only one form is given above (Thornborough).

Several items have the same form, but differ in meaning because they come from different words in Old English. For example, -ey has developed in different ways from the two words ea ‘river’ and eg ‘island’. It is not always easy deciding which is the relevant meaning in a given place name.

This resource does not distinguish between forms which appear in different parts of a place name. Old English leah ‘forest, glade’, for example, sometimes appears at the beginning of a name (Lee- or Leigh-), sometimes at the end (-leigh, -ley), and sometimes alone (Leigh) (K. Cameron, 1961).

Source ⚜ More: Word Lists ⚜ Notes & References ⚜ Worldbuilding

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DM Tip: The Debt Always Comes Due

Isn't it weird how little we engage with gold as a real gameplay system? Sure, at low level wealth makes a great questhook, the party is usually hurting for a payout so that they can afford necessary gear upgrades/ubiquitous healing potion restocks/their next trip to the magic item shop. After a while though the promise of raw wealth loses its lustre, and the party is less likely to go out of their way to accept bounties, go off chasing treasuremaps, or accept gigs from shady patrons.

Generally I'd advise that this is a sign that your party are done being run of the mill sellswords, and it's time to hit them with a big epic questline that's focused more on emotional and narrative stakes than base currency. That said, sometimes you want to run a longer adventure arc that's centred around the acquisition of wealth, but to do that, you're going to need to go against the grain on one of the foundational assumptions that underpins D&D both mechanically and narratively.

TLDR: If you want your party to be motivated by gold past their first big pay off you should consider using a "wealth hurdle", which in short is a narrative and gameplay challenge that forces them to collect not only more gold than they already have but also more gold than they could get doing what they've been doing so far. This can be anything from a crimelord calling in a debt on them or one of their allies, a powerful monster swooping in and demanding tribute, comissioning some grand construction, or funding the defence of a region. Having the hurdle active should cause problems for the party, and not clearing the hurdle before a perdetermiend deadline will immensely bad things to happen. This will force the party to take risks they otherwise wouldn't, giving a high degree of focus to their subsequent adventures that they wouldn't have if they were content.

What we're trying to fix:

At it's core, D&D is a power fantasy, and a good chunk of its gameplay mechanics regardless of edition are about acquiring new strengths, options, and assets. These assumptions are likewise built into the genre and narrative structure of most campaigns: Heroes undertake quests usually for the promise of some reward, gain experiance/hit milestones along the way, and eventually stumble across some kind of loot drop at the end. There's nothing strictly wrong with this, but it does mean that all the resource problems the heroes face in the early game (and the inbuilt motivations that come along with them) are all but resolved by the time they hit the next gameplay tier.

This is complicated by the fact that outside of 3rd party options there's not much to spend money on. The DMG (which you should totally ignore) say you shouldn't let them buy magic items, and the common wisdom would say "let them buy a keep", but that solution only appeals a niche selection of adventuring parties.

Using Weath Hurdles turns acquiring gold not just into a quest goal but a gameplay challenge, forcing your party to scour the land for potential sources of wealth (and risk upsetting whoever or whatever happens to be currently holding it) and take on challenges they'd never normally attempt if there was only survival/personal enrichment at stake.

Food for Thought:

Tradional d&d structure has the party getting a huge payout at the end of their adventure in the form of a bosshoard or questgiver reward which is a very backloaded "you can have your dessert after you finish your greens" sort of attitude. Consider switching it up sometimes: have the party's patron or employer give them a small stipend to spend on kitting themselves out, have an early game treasure haul so the party can have a mid-arc shopping episode. This is especially useful in higher level games where your party may go weeks to months without a level up as it preserves the feeling of progression and gives them new toys to play with in between the big character defining abilities.

Recently I've been learning my way around blades in the dark (can't reccomend it enough btw), and just like any other time I've wanted to learn a new ttrpg system I'm having to do a bit of neural rewiring when it comes to figuring out how to write and run sessions of the game. Coin in BitD is both an XP (used for upgrading the party's shared crew sheet) a resource (burned to upgrade the results of various rolls) and a stat ( rolled to see if the players can lay their hands on various hard to come by items). It didn't really click for me until my first group messed up really badly on what was supposed to be their introductory adventure and pissed off the local crimeboss. I was just going to have him bully them, lock them up and then have a jailbreak the next session ( it's what I'd do in d&d), but on the fly I had the idea that he'd let them go with a massive debt they needed to pay off, which forced them to either pay him a percentage of their takings on all future jobs, or do small jobs in utmost secrecy so that they could build up their own strength under his nose.

Interestingly enough, the d&d game where I thought player wealth as a resource was most interestingly used was Dimension 20’s starstruck Odessy, which was a conversion of the amazing fanmade  starwars5e system. Starstruck is a parody of hypercapitalism and aptly uses money as both a narrative and gameplay feature. One character is stuck paying weekly insurance premiums on a debt he would never be able to pay down forcing him to act recklessly to acquire wealth in the immediate future. Another character was a economic and political power player and some of the best moments in the series come from her high stakes wheeling and dealing and bouncing money between accounts while the rest of the group engages in epic space battles; the rest of the crew might’ve barely got their ship out of the dogfight, but she’s the one who ensures they can pay for the repairs once they get to the space dock.   None of this would be possible without completely ignoring the normal constraints of wealth per level: gaining and losing huge sums based on moment by moment player decisions, The need for them to play along with the absurist gig economy to boost their rating and get better paying jobs, making a devil’s bargain with a corporate sponsor all so that they could risk their lives in a deadly arena fight all for the (very unlikely) chance of winning the equivalent of a million GP.  Not every campaign should, or even could so focus on money in this way, but it was FASCINATING to watch it in action. 

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Imagine getting kidnapped when trying to help Regina save Henry.

Finding Henry hadn’t been easy. And when you knew there were others being kept just as he was, you knew you had to go back. Your first priority was getting Henry back to Regina, but you couldn’t just leave the others behind, not that Henry would let you.

You motioned Henry onward as you stayed back to free the rest of the prisoners. Time was of the essence and you had less of it than you thought. You broke the final lock allowing the last of them to make their escape, and then the world went black.

You woke up to your head pounding and realized that while you’d staged a successful rescue, you’d landed yourself in their place. Regina was not going to like this news when it reached her.

“Henry, where’s—”

“Back saving the others,” Henry replied.

Of course you were, Regina thought. Now she had something else to worry about. Regina sent Henry with Emma to get him back to the relative safety of Storybrooke while she waited behind for those you’d decided to save. Too much time had passed and survivors had stopped coming. Something was wrong.

Despite your best efforts, you couldn’t seem to manage freeing yourself. You tried everything, but your energy was waning and all your attempts had proved fruitless. You braced yourself for one final effort when the doors came busting down. “How many times have I told you to stop playing the hero? One of these times, I won’t be here to save you.”

You smiled, despite the furious expression on Regina’s face. “I kind of doubt that,” you teased. “You like playing the hero too much too.”

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[joysmercer]

What would happen if Nina never came to Amun Boarding Academy?

i think patricia would have lost it with worry as she did in canon, but with no nina-took-her-place!! accusations, people (fabian and mara, mainly) would have been less dismissive, even if they didn't quite share her worry. the facetime with joy would have happened a lot quicker as a result since everyone would want answers. but i simply don't think sarah would have dumped the locket on them (one, because she has no kinship with them, and two, since it wouldn't work for them anyway), so they would not have any way to truly discover the ~mystery~, let alone solve it.

patricia's pre-sibuna plotlines (up until kidnapping rufus) would be mostly the same, though, maybe dragging fabian along with her (since he's not busy with nina)…but more likely that he refuses to participate but knows what she's up to, so he ends up being the one to bail her out lol. joy would have still sent her the messages/been there in the audience, and i'd like to think they still find her on prom night and know something is up, but it's not going to be as clean as an ending because they have no way of knowing what that something is.

so then joy would have come back super duper traumatized with no answers, and maybe she'll fill in patricia and fabian about what she knows, but certainly not amber – not that that thought would even occur to her, anyway, considering amber would not have founded sibuna if it weren't for nina. and then nothing would happen in s2 because there's no fabina date-turned-senkhara release (actually, there's no cup for senkhara to be stuck in in the first place). maybe they see the adults milling around and follow them, but it's more likely that the adults are unsuccessful since they can't spy on the kids and get the answers.

jerome's entire thing would still happen though, so he'd still get the gem and have to deal with rufus…not sure how that would shape up but I think this is when eddie's Osirian powers would awaken somehow (even with the actual chosen one miles away and unaware), and patricia (dragging joy and fabian with her) would follow him and that's how they all get involved?

but then s3 rolls around and no one knows anything because sweet's kept his mouth shut, and maybe alfie steals that bracelet but i doubt that, without 2 years of sibuna shit under their belts, the kids would even think of it being a mystery, let alone decide to follow the trail or whatever. not to mention the fact that amber wound not even be involved in sibuna anyway. actually, i feel like amber would have just bugged the school to give her a year-round place and stayed in the states after fashion camp without ever coming back lolol but for the sake of this, she does come back first

so amber has the bracelet and probably just gives it right back to victor. maybe jerome gets involved via alfie and is like idk if you should have done that but they don't listen because what is he even talking about.

so kt shows up with this key and it's her and eddie against the world, except eddie immediately confides in fabian about his visions, and since fabian doesn't have a (weak) excuse to be a dummy about it in this au, the three of them immediately start working together. and jabian stays besties throughout s2 and up to this point because at least that aspect of her psyche is a little less traumatized here, so joy's in, and brings patricia with her. but, like, no locket! and probably no bracelet! so they have no leads or ideas…and this is when jerome crashes the party like "yo victor's package was a mysterious bracelet and i think it's important?" and somehow they figure out denby's a fraud and the adults are Up To Something. and joy's like "i know their weaknesses let's get em" and they try to thwart the eclipse ceremony, but fail to do so, in basically the same way in canon (except that both jerome and joy also know what's going on). so now alfie's involved too because "wtf was that, guys," and the lead up to the rfs-is-alive reveal is all pretty much the same besides the extra sibuna members.

(also cheating arc still happens amidst all the ceremony drama lol) (and the fake date-turned-peddie getting back together) (and the dog-washing-turned-jeroy-arc)

so anyways! with nearly the whole house involved, and especially joy, there's a buddy system immediately implemented to make sure none of them get taken (miss mercer's directive, obvi). sinners are victor, sweet, and mara. patricia does get jealous here, but joy recognizes it and manages to calm her down (/not let her run off alone anywhere/throw her laptop in the toilet). so that's not a thing.

so the phonograph doesn't get destroyed, they manage to break out the three sinners before 2 more are taken, and all is fine in the world…

until he and patricia and kt go back to the states for university and the two of them meet kt's new roommate ("she was actually my bestie in preschool! small world!") and now that the chosirian are together again, well…

college!sibuna, anyone?

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25th December 1665 saw the birth of songwriter a nd poet Lady Grizell Baillie.

Lady Grizel, also spelled Grisel at times, was born at Redbraes Castle in Berwickshire, the eldest daughter of Covenanter Sir Patrick Hume of Polwarth.

At age 12, she smuggled letters from her father to the imprisoned patriot Robert Baillie of Jerviswood. Sir Hume publicly defended Baillie, and after Baillie’s execution, Sir Hume’s castle was confiscated, forcing Sir Hume into hiding in a vault beneath Polwarth Church in Edinburgh. The family later fled to Holland, finally returning to Scotland to participate in the “Glorious Revolution” of 1688. In 1692, Grizel Hume married Robert Baillie’s son George, and in 1696, Sir Hume was made Lord Chancellor of Scotland. Lady Grizel’s verses bear mournful witness to suffering.

Only two of Lady Grizel’s songs survive: “The ewe-butchin’s bonnie,” which may have been inspired by her father’s ordeal, and “Werena my Heart’s licht I wad dee,” which appeared in the Scottish folk song collection Orpheus Caledonius and in volume 4 of Tea Table Miscellany . The Household Book of Lady Grisell Baillie offers a detailed portrait of domestic expenditures and daily life at a Scottish country house. Lady Grizel Baillie is buried on the grounds of Mellerstain House, her home in the final decades of her life.

The handheld wooden lantern the young Lady Grizel took on nightly visits to her father is now in the collections of the National Museums of Scotland, as seen among the pics. The old Deaconess Hospital at The Pleasance, Edinburgh was dedicated to her.

Werena My Heart Licht I Wad Dee

By Lady Grizel Baillie

There was ance a may, and she lo’ed na men;

She biggit her bonnie bow’r doun i’ yon glen;

But now she cries, Dool and a well-a-day!

Come doun the green gait and come here away!

When bonnie young Johnnie cam’ owre the sea

He said he saw naething sae lovely as me;

He hecht me baith rings and monie braw things;

And werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

He had a wee tittie that lo’ed na me,

Because I was twice as bonnie as she;

She raised sic a pother ‘twixt him and his mother,

That werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

The day it was set, and the bridal to be

The wife took a dwam and lay doun to dee;

She maned, and she graned, out o’ dolour and pain,

Till he vowed that he ne’er wad see me again.

His kin was for ane o’ a higher degree,

Said, what had he do wi’ the likes o’ me?

Albeit I was bonnie, I wasna for Johnnie:

And werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

They said I had neither cow nor calf,

Nor dribbles o’ drink rins through the draff,

Nor pickles o’meal rins through the mill-e’e;

An werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

His tittie she was baith wily and slee,

She spied me as I cam’ owre the lea,

And then she ran in and made a loud din;

Believe your ain een an ye trow na me.

His bannet stood aye fu’ round on his brow

His auld ane looked aye as weel as some’s new;

But now he lets ’t wear ony gate it will hing,

And casts himsel’ dowie upon the corn-bing.

And now he gaes daund’ring about the dykes

A a’ he dow do is to hund the tykes;

The love-lang nicht he ne’er steeks his e’e;

And werena my heart licht I wad dee.

Were I but young for thee, as I ha’e been

We should ha’e been gallopin’ doun in yon green,

And linkin’ it on the lily-white lea;

And wow, gin I were but young for thee.

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Broadway Divas Tournament: Round 1C

Anika Noni Rose (1972) is a Tony-winning actress known for Caroline, or Change (2004), A Raisin in the Sun (2014), and the 2013 first workshop of Hamilton where she originated Angelica Schuyler. She is also known for being one of the iconic Dreamgirls in the 2006 film, as well as the voice of Tiana in Disney's The Princess and the Frog. In 2011, alongside Lea Salonga, she was named a certified, official, Disney Legend. She will be returning to Broadway this season in Uncle Vanya.

Dee Hoty's (1952) stage career spans over four decades with three Tony nominations for her performances in The Will Rogers Follies (1991), The Best Little Whorehouse Goes Public (1994), and Footloose (1999). She's one of four Divas in our tournament to play Donna in the Broadway Mamma Mia, and received critical acclaim for her star turn as Phyllis in the 1998 Paper Mill Playhouse production of Follies.

PROPAGANDA AND MEDIA UNDER CUT: ALL POLLS HERE

"My goodness, this woman really is stunning. I don't do disney, so I don't really care about her as Tiana, but I adore Caroline, or Change. I am also rooting for this woman to get a Best Leading Actress in a Play nomination this season because, first of all, incredible performance, but second of all, if she doesn't, it's going to be four white blonde hollywood actresses and I cannot deal with that."

"Once again, I love a Phyllis Rogers Stone. The Paper Mill Playhouse production was a damn good one, and having seen the bootleg, I can safely say Dee was a phenomenal Phyllis. She's one of the few Divas who opted to do "Ah, But Underneath" rather than "The Story of Lucy and Jessie," and while I think the later is the better number, I love "Ah, But Underneath." It's so sharp lyrically, and of course, it's got a middle-aged woman doing a sexy little striptease. So yeah, big fan."

[naurasweetarudesu]

Early years of Sri and Lea's relationship in the sugar mill be like:

Context:

Basically, there's an indonesian account dedicated for OC maker community, and the tweet I retweeted is saying: "Use this tweet to be the chance for you to introduce or telling funfact about your OC." So i did wrote the funfact about Sri

[bitter-sweet-coffee]

Could you make a brief description of your main/favourite OCs or other important things, I have a bad memory and am confused 👉🏻👈🏻

HELLO! hi hi hi uh. hellow sienna :3 yes of course. i will choose a VERY MINIMAL AMOUNT OF OCS just the ones i’m always ranting about. ALSO I KNOW YOU SAID BRIEF BUT. I AM VERY BAD AT THAT SO HERE’S WHATEVER THIS IS:

1. GEMMA. (Gemma the ??? technically)

Gemma is a green… bird. We do not know what kind of bird she is. She’s Bean’s mom and she runs the criminal underworld of hybrid mobians, trafficking, and mobian puppy mills. She’s not particularly mean or violent though, the joke being that she’s also omnipotent and can break the fourth wall, just with the dark twist that she’s always known everything ever and knows she’s an OC and that I’m even talking about her right now, hence why doing the immoral shit that she does is not ultimately a bad thing since no one she hurts is real. ALSO, she’s based off of Gemma Teller-Morrow from Sons of Anarchy so if you ever draw her, try to make her look like a bird version or Katey Segal :)

2. BRANDO. (Brando the Hawk lol)

Jet’s Dad. Looks like Jet but if he was an alcoholic who somehow manages a receding hairline. Hansu once drew him with a monocle and top hat as a joke but I found it so hilarious we might just keep it. He sounds like James Lance (actor) if his voice was more broken and growly and mumbly, and if he was human he’d have Lance’s hair as well. (He misses his wife, Sienna)

3. ADAM!!! (Adam the Albatross)

Adam is Storm’s dad and he looks like him but instead of being round and fluffy strong, he’s abtastically ripped. You see how I draw mobians you know what’s up LOL. anyways, he was a teen dad and did a really good job, and he works at Prison Island. Well, he did, now it’s blown up, so he works at the inland prison instead. He’s a bit of a manchild and his girlfriend is Jewel’s mom Opal (hehe Lea’s OC) because he sorta has a milf problem. He’s like if Jesse Pinkman was an adult instead of an oversized teenager, yet is still quite childish (in a cute way! he eats dino nuggets for dinner). Think “drawing Storm but for a thirsttrap” and you’ve nailed him

4, CAREY AND DARLA!!! (Carey the Jackdaw & Darla the Swallow)

You really think I’m gonna just include one??? These are Wave’s parents and I’m in love with their designs. Carey is a jackdaw with vitiligo which means he gets patches of white feathers in certain places due to black pigment being a recessive genetic trait due to the Salem trials (long story, you asked for the short version lol). He dyes his front feathers red to be like Party Poison from Danger Days, and often wears a pair of working denim jeans that are kinda stained with oil and paint but that makes them look cooler. He’s Eggman level smart and super witty, but extremely humble and only wants to use his knowledge to help other people. It’s a jackdaw thing. He loves shiny stuff (read: he loves machinery) and also adores his wife. Such a wife guy but in the genuinely good and wholesome way. SPEAKING OF, DARLA IS A BUBBLEGUM PUNK TO ME! She was part of all the mobian riots in the 80’s and operated an illegal shelter for homeless youth via her massive roller rink that’s dead centre in her city that she refuses to sell for luxury condos or parking lots. That is HER block of land and she’s not moving it, so she helps keep kids (especially mobian youth who are disproportionately affected) off the street. She loves wearing full denim and is an array of blue colours. Also, despite her husband being super fucking tall, she’s also pretty tall for a lady! Very round too though, like a feathery ball, very cute and round and pudgy I love her.

I actually have acceptable fanart of these two on hand because Infifi drew them once so here’s that:

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||An Officer's Corruption part Fourteen||

Hello there dears, Peahen mom here but It's time to add another part to this mini series so lets add another one shall we?

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~Violence will be seen in this

~Blood will be seen in this

||Drabble Summary||

With the news spreading all around New York about what happened to Kinie ger's prison, it was pretty shocking. Even Luna heard about it but Oblivion hopes everyone was alright. Meanwhile, seems Kinie had something to say to both Van ink and Kali but what could it be? Also, it seems Jaron was going to be speaking to someone back where he was. Now who could that be? Read to find out.

||Guests in Drabble||

Ira"Kali" Vin-Shia, Ink Vanguard, Oblivion Daitengu, Kinie Ger, Joshua Star, and Jaron Jackal belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths

Rex oxford mills, Yuuka Nakano, and Ashley Butterfly are my oc's that belong to me and the same for Sukuna Ryomen comes from Jujutsu Kaisen but also me due to having him as a muse.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

The next morning, Kinie was in her office looking out at the window but she was waiting thinking about Sukuna's offer. Right now, she saw some construction being brought here but it told her it will begin in the morning. Though, she was nervous which she never shows around anyone but her baby sister Taz who was being baby sit by a close friends in the junior officer academy.

"......" Though, she sighed knowing this was going to be a pain to explain to the other two. For now, she looks to the paper on the desk but goes to turn in for the night before speaking to the two tomorrow morning.

~~~~~~Meanwhile back at Roosevelt Island~~~~~~~~

Luna and Oblivion heard the news about what happened at Kinie's prison. It was a shock for everyone even her. Knowing a giant riot happened but with so many dead it was hard to explain it. Though, they got word that everything was taken care of.

"Geez, your officer chief is something else Oblivion. I can't believe she did that." Luna said.

"Knowing Ink she is always like that. Though, I'm glad to know that they are alright." she had her arms crossed and yet, it worried her deep down. Whoever caused it gave a clear warning anyone can get hit like that.

"Well, even so, at least everything is alright." Luna said but she looks seeing Officer Halls comes over while looking at the two.

"Oh hey Swan. You okay?" Luna asked but she nods.

"Yes, I'm alright. It's just..it's time for miss Nakano's shot.." she mutters but Oblivion blinks. Wait, shot?

"Care to explain?" Oblivion asked.

"Well, it's something the mayor said. Because of the incidents involving Yuuka's quirk..it was given a rule we were to give her a shot that numbs it. I don't want to give her the shot but if we don't do it, they have other officers do it." Luna said but Oblivion blinks not knowing this.

"Hold on, when was this?" she asked.

"When they brought her to us. Though, she tends not to just take the shot. She fights back so they wouldn't or breaks the vial.." she explains but Oblivion didn't like that. What the hell made such a rule?! Thinking about it, she looks to Swan but sighed.

"So wait, who gives her the shot?"

"I do...but.....she almost poisoned me when I tried to give it to her." she said. "But I wanna help her so she isn't so violent. She seems like someone that used to be nice."

".....I bet she was.....but here, let me give her the shot."

This made both Swan and Luna shocked. "Hold on, you wanna give her the shot? Is that a wise idea-"

"I can handle her but..at least she might rethink about poisoning me. I can get close without her doing that." she said holding her hand out for the shot. The two looks at one another worried then at Oblivion.

"Please..I can give her the shot or maybe we can think about making it a pill she can take for medicine."

"........*Sighs* I can put a request for that." Luna said.

"I can do that...but here....be careful Oblivion." Swan said handing her the shot. She takes it but nods, turning to find Yuuka. She opens the door to head to her cell but Yuuka remains quiet while looking at the Tv near her cell. Seems she saw the news but it annoyed her. Those cops almost got killed because of a damn riot. It was almost funny to see before she heard the door looking.

"Oh great; you again. What do you want today?" she said.

"...Just checking on you...and I guess you saw the news?" she said but Yuuka looks away then back at the Tv.

"I did....though I Heard your leader head chief is at that same prison. Better hope she didn't die there." she smirked to Oblivion but the other didn't say too much but looks to her.

"Well, no. She is fine. Her and the other two officer guards are alright." she said that the smile leaves Yuu's lips to frown.

"Tch.....geez, are cops some pests or what? It's like no matter what goes on your always coming back." she grumbled looking from Oblivion but heard her walking to the cell door.

"You don't need to be like that. Besides, I came to check on you..and to give you something." she said.

"..Give me something?" she said but Oblivion shows the shot that made Yuuka right away tense. Oh great; she almost forgot the damn shot! Oblivion blinks seeing her now looking scared instead of angry. Was the shot that bad?

"..Yuuka? You okay-"

"You stay away from me with that damn needle! I don't want anymore of those drugs in me again!" she barked ready to attack Oblivion but she was shocked to see this. When did she react so badly to this!?

"Woah, easy. I had no idea you were given these.."

"Oh yeah right!? All the damn fucking cops gives me that damn shot! It makes me itchy and feels sick! I hate it and it messes with my quirk! Just stay away from me with that!" she would have used her toxic flames to burn her but when Oblivion looks to the shot and gets in Yuu's view, she shakes nervous.

"........"

"Easy Yuuka. I'm not going to-"

"GET OUT OF MY CELL! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" she screams throwing a purple flame at the cell door that Oblivion dodges seeing it hit the wall. However, this triggers a collar strap as it beeps. Right away, two guards rushes in and goes to calm her down. Oblivion tenses seeing them go in and holding her down.

"GET OFF OF ME! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Stop struggling! Just calm down!" One said but Yuu kicks him in the face before the other holds her arm and shows the same shot. Right away, he injects the shot into her that Yuuka screams out thrashing again.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO HER!" Oblivion said but the other two kept holding Yuu down before the thrashing slows down till she goes limp. The two panted to see this but saw Yuuka knocked out but they sighed in relief but goes to carefully lay her down. When they did...

"You two...." They tense from a angry tone but slowly turns meeting with a very angry Oblivion. "What. The fuck..did you do?"

~~~~~~~The next morning~~~~~~~

"HUH!?! YOU MADE A DEAL WITH WHO!?" Kali and Ink said at the same time in shock but Kinie covers their mouths to hush them while speaking to them in the morning.

"Will you two stop shouting?! Geez, your so loud!" Kinie groans covering their mouths but lowers them to look. "Yes, it's true I made a agreement with him. But if you just listen I'll explain." she said.

She sees they were focused indeed. "For one, he gave me a offer that would help rebuild the prison that took damage. He said it would be starting today with that to get everything better." she said.

"Okay but it had to have been expensive if that's the case." ink said but sniffs still recovering from her cold.

"Yeah, how in the world could you-"

"He was paying for it so I won't have to. As you saw or heard, they are already working on fixing it up so it should be back up within a few months. I know we have a back up prison behind this one in case something happened before being relocated again." she said with arms crossed.

"Ummm pardon my interruption but their had to be a catch to this. No way that guy would.....let you have this with out a payment." Kali said and yet Kinie sighed.

"You are right, their was something. A list of requests." she said.

"Requests?"

"Yes. He had a few but...it did involve some people." she said but the other two were confused. "For the first one..Officer Vin-Shia, the prisoner Rex oxford mills will be going on patrol soon meaning he will have his bail paid for by him and will be let go within two months. The same goes for his teammates in two months. I already sent a message to the wardens that has the maidens..." she said.

"WHAT!?!?" she shouted standing up to slam her hands on the table.

"SIT DOWN!" Kinie said as Kali said nothing to sit.

"Yes. He said for the first request is Rex be released and bail paid. It was due to another request of his sister being let out as well. For him, he will be under your watch Kali so I suggest you get to him a lot more longer." she said.

"You have got to be kidding me.."

"No. As for the next request, two more will be released a bit faster. One that Officer knight is watching over even if he is already on being released for good behavior. Another is the one that Officer Narong is watching over. So they will be release as he already paid for their bail."

"Uhhhhh, and why does this involve me too?" Ink asked tilting her head.

"*Sighs* Because the Six claws will also be released since he paid for their bail as well-"

"WAIT, HE DID!?" Ink gasped but Kinie growls to stand and bonk them both on the head.

"OWIE!!"

"OW! WHAT DID i DO!?"

"I SAID STOP SHOUTING!!!" Kinie said to them mad but she sighs to try calming down. "Anyway, that's his requests for now but if anything else is added, he'll let me know. So, I'm trusting you two please keep this private between you but the time will come with the others will know. Do i make myself clear?" she said.

"...Yes ma'am."

"Good..." With that, Kinie got up to leave them be but she didn't tell them the last request but that means she'll have to see him soon or one day for the date.

"I can't believe this! Their going to be let out! Isn't that great, Kali!?" she said but Kali looks to her but looks ahead to slam her head in her hands groaning. She had a headache now.

~~~~~~~~Later back at Fin's prison~~~~~~~~

Jaron was still on patrol right now but while he was checking on the inmates, he saw that Bradly was put under detention due to his behavior. However, he was told to try calming him down because of it. So, he was heading to the cell detention block to see the room.

He was healed from the beat down he got that night and yet, he was under lockdown with his wrists hand cuffed behind his back and sitting on the cell bed looking down. Even if he was disgusted in seeing this horrible man, he held back since he was to see how he was.

"......" Jaron closed the cell door but this made Bradley look up to see him. "...The hell are you doing here?" he asked and yet Jaron sighed to look at him.

"I was asked by Fin to check on you and bring you some food." he said and yet Bradley blinks only to sigh to snicker. "????"

"Wow, I didn't know that damn mutt cared a bit. Whatever, I guess I can eat something even if it's not a woman handing it to me.." he grumbled but he looks to the food while going to pick it up. "But I guess it's food so..." he sets it down on the bed but begins trying to eat it.

"........Seems your eating so I'll let you." Jaron said turning to walk off.

"Whatever. By the way, hows the sexy minx of yours? Is she healing well?" He said that made Jaron stop but he didn't face him.

"..........."

"I heard she along with the others were sooooo scared that night but you know? It's been soooooo long since females were to guard crazy inmates like us you know. *Sighs* I really wish I could just find one and grope her tits and shit." he snickered but Jaron said nothing even if he was holding back from wanting to punch him.

".....It's none of your concern to what is going on and I suggest you don't speak of Officer brooks in such a disgusting manner." he warns.

"Ha?!? Why???? Ohhhhh I'm sorry, I didn't know I insulted your partner so badly. It's not my bad she looks sexy to fuck. Or..*gaps* You two done it! Damn and here I thought I had the chance if you didn't...." he said.

"Besides, I would have enjoyed playing with her if I had the chance. But she's really cute and so soft too....smelled just like flowers..and tasted just like cookies after having a little bite~" he teased.

Suddenly, a thud was heard with a grunt as the tray of food hits the ground but Bradley was forced against the wall while Jaron was showing a angry expression with his other fist held up after he punched Bradley breaking his nose.

"Ow!? The fuck you asshole!"

"Shut up!" Jaron said that his eyes glowed orange but he saw Bradley be quiet right away as he was nervous again. The angry jackal walks over but he grabs Bradley who trembles.

"H..Hold on! Dude, it's a joke, a fucking j-"

"I SAID SHUT UP!!"

"..........."

"You will NOT...speak of her like that ever again, you fucking hear me!? I will be sure you suffer for that if you do!" He said but Jaron keeps Bradley where he was while his eyes were dark that the other shook scared.

"I'm going to only warn you this once..you better watch your mouth and leave her and the other women alone. If you keep being an asshole..I'll see to it you'll never live a happier life or get out of this place. And don't you ever.....touch her again. Or else. You understand me!?" he said seeing Bradley nod quickly scared that Jaron growls to drop him as Bradley looks that he saw Jaron walk off to close the cell door but Bradley shook that a trickle noise was heard seeing that he wet himself.

Jaron was leaving the detention area but when he got back he stops to calm down while the hat covered his upper face. He never got that angry before but his jackals show whining in hope he was alright. He looks to hear them but lets out a slow breath but pets them.

"I'm fine....sorry you had to see that." he mutters but the dark feeling remains in him deep down before going to look at them. "How about we head back up hmm?" he said seeing them following him but it seems Jaron will check on Melinda later on but he hopes what that freak said was wrong.

Oh, how wrong he was. He will talk to her later but he won't like what he will find out.

[alwaysbeyondhope]

FUCK THIS

Apparently the rumor mill is that Lea Michele is in talks to do Florence in the Chess revival??!!

NOOO WTF

1. I hate her

2. we don’t need another Idina rip-off

3. WHY THE FUCK Lea Michele is not worthy Florence is my bby my passion no fucking way Dino want ales Michele anywhere close to her

I will fucking riot.

[mageofspacemultiverse]

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[scotianostra]

25th December 1665 saw the birth near Greenlaw of songwriter and poet Lady Grisell Baillie.

First Deaconess of the Church of Scotland Lady Grissel, also spelled Grizel at times, was born at Mellerstain House in the Scottish Borders, the daughter of Sir Patrick Hume of Polwarth.

A pious and kindly lady, Baillie was noted for her philanthropic work, providing a water supply for Newtown St. Boswells, building the Baillie Hall in the same town in memory of her brother Major Robert Baillie, restoring a bridge over the River Tweed, and involved with the local Temperance movement. In 1888 she was ordained at the church in Bowden as the first Deaconess of the Church of Scotland. The Order of Deaconesses was a ministry for women introduced into the Church by The Very Rev. Professor Archibald Charteris in the same year. Deaconesses were involved in missionary work and nursing the sick.

In the 1840s Baillie lived at Eildon Hall near St. Boswells, then later she lived at Dryburgh Abbey House. Lady Grisell’s verses bear mournful witness to suffering. Only two of Lady Grisell’s songs survive: “The ewe-butchin’s bonnie,” which may have been inspired by her father’s ordeal, and “Werena my Heart’s licht I wad dee,”

She is also remember for the book The Household Book of Lady Grisell Baillie 1692-1733 which offers a detailed portrait of domestic expenditures and daily life at a Scottish country house. Lady Grizel Baillie is buried on the grounds of Mellerstain House.

Werena My Heart Licht I Wad Dee

There was ance a may, and she lo’ed na men;

She biggit her bonnie bow’r doun i’ yon glen;

But now she cries, Dool and a well-a-day!

Come doun the green gait and come here away!

When bonnie young Johnnie cam’ owre the sea

He said he saw naething sae lovely as me;

He hecht me baith rings and monie braw things;

And werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

He had a wee tittie that lo’ed na me,

Because I was twice as bonnie as she;

She raised sic a pother ‘twixt him and his mother,

That werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

The day it was set, and the bridal to be

The wife took a dwam and lay doun to dee;

She maned, and she graned, out o’ dolour and pain,

Till he vowed that he ne’er wad see me again.

His kin was for ane o’ a higher degree,

Said, what had he do wi’ the likes o’ me?

Albeit I was bonnie, I wasna for Johnnie:

And werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

They said I had neither cow nor calf,

Nor dribbles o’ drink rins through the draff,

Nor pickles o’meal rins through the mill-e’e;

An werena my heart licht, I wad dee.

His tittie she was baith wily and slee,

She spied me as I cam’ owre the lea,

And then she ran in and made a loud din;

Believe your ain een an ye trow na me.

His bannet stood aye fu’ round on his brow

His auld ane looked aye as weel as some’s new;

But now he lets ’t wear ony gate it will hing,

And casts himsel’ dowie upon the corn-bing.

And now he gaes daund’ring about the dykes

A a’ he dow do is to hund the tykes;

The love-lang nicht he ne’er steeks his e’e;

And werena my heart licht I wad dee.

Were I but young for thee, as I ha’e been

We should ha’e been gallopin’ doun in yon green,

And linkin’ it on the lily-white lea;

And wow, gin I were but young for thee.

[dabigmek]

Bignutz crouched in the lea of a burnt out bunker as hard rounds, laser fire and the krump krump of explosions filled the air with noise and smoke and death. Now Bignutz was an Ork and so loved a scrap as much as the next git, but he was also a "finker" and when inspiration took him he needed to let it flow.

"Bungga, git over ere ya cowering Grot," he shouted into the swirling fog of battle. On cue, a small snivelling Grot scuttled over the debris and broken rebar of the bunker to his masters side. Fishing in his apron with a filthy claw, Bungga pulled out a long stick of black chalk, handed it to his Mek master and turned around.

Bungga was wearing a special harness to which was kunningly attached a broad metal plate across his back, which in turn had a sturdy ledger riveted to it, making Bungga a walking writers bureau for when Bignutz needed to make notes on the go.

Bignutz was inspired, he had just seen an awesome thing, a truly amazing, powerful, but above all, destructive thing. One of the weirdo humies trucks had pelted past, brutally mowing down a mob of boyz with a massive grinding ram on the front of it. What genius had come up with that, he wondered briefly before scribbling away his own designs.

From the smoke, one of the three armed weirdo humies emerged, hunched and heavy, deadly claw ready to strike. It hissed in an almost reptilian way and bunched to leap.

"Zog off ya weirdo git, I'm finkin'," roared Bignutz. Grabbing his trusty whackin' wrench he swept brutally downwards as the thing leapt, crushing it bloodied into the dirt. Now these weirdo humies were much tougher than run of the mill humies, so he gave it a few more sturdy whacks to the back of the head, followed to a kick where he assumed weirdo humies kept their danglies just for good measure.

Picking up the chalk, Bignutz went back to his ruminating, casually licking weirdo humie blood off his fingers and humming tuneless to himself.