#frog friday on a thursday

[dconn537]

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⚠️THIS IS THE GRAPHICS OF A VIDEO GAME. ⚠️

[beccawise7]

Damn Thursdays...

💜🖤

[apprenticestanheight]

being a slow crocheter is like. okay. one cardigan will take me at least sixty hours of work, and I might have to learn how to do flat granny stitching for the sleeves to avoid making more granny squares, but I'll have something cute to wear when all is said and done??

and then that eventually spirals into "Okay but I need to learn how to make tank tops so that I can make one to match the cardigan, and then I also hope I have enough left of my purple yarn so that I can make the waistband for a pair of shorts bc I want to have a whole set for when it gets warm!!" even though it's already warm and I might just be devoting literal hours of work into all of this for the next ten days so that I can have this entire thing done by June 1st

[jonathanbyersphd]

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“Jonathan wait” Nancy calls frantically. He complies with her request but he doesn’t turn around. Her heart races and slowly she finds herself noticing the little details of his appearance that she didn’t before; The sunkissed highlights of his hair, the red flush on the top of his ears from being in the desert too long, the way his old shirt is pulled too tight around his shoulders. She never really understood what people meant when they said time stops. But she thinks that eons could’ve passed by outside in the few minutes they’ve been standing here. Nancy doesn't really know what to say but she knows that if she lets him go now that this is it. That if she lets him avoid and evade they'll never get over whatever this is. Any chance of a future they have together will slip away with him. The knowledge has sent her heart plummeting. “Please don't leave” she pleads, her stomach in knots. “It's really not important” he brushes off. “It is to me” Nancy swears. “I can't go to Emerson” He repeats clearly, with the same resignation as ten minutes ago. Like he’s given up without a fight. Nancy wants to scream. “We-” Jonathan turns to face her suddenly, the stairs have added a couple inches to his height and the imbalance is incredibly uncomfortable. “I-I can't ask you to give that up because then you'd… you'd resent me. Maybe not right away but eventually. I'd-I'd be holding you back and then you would… you would leave and the kids would hate me and-” “We'd be just like your parents” she finishes with a sigh.

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[pelipper]

I legit just spent the past few hours channeling my inner Death the Kid while cutting the bangs on my Eruka wig as symmetrically as possible. I think her wig and props are finally all ready to go. Only thing left to do is iron my dress and decide which day of New York Comic Con I want to wear her!

[blackfem]

Behold :3

I feel like being a tgirl... in my pajamas... on a Thursday...🤔

[messylustt]

red lips — rafe cameron + reader ( outer banks ) : your cold ceo asks you to accompany him on his business trip

contents : fingering, rafe bites readers lip and there’s a bit of blood, slightly jealous rafe. wc 2.2k.

“miss y/n/l, come to my office, please.” the ceo called from behind his closed office door.

“ah, good luck with that.” whispered your colleague, who runs her hand through her hair in relief that it’s not her getting called in. “he does not sound happy.”

“does he ever?” timmy asks, leaning on your desk.

“good point.” jana mutters, as you get up from your seat.

dread has befallen your face, as you straighten out your skirt.

mr. cameron was as typically cold as most ceo’s one would read about. he got straight to business, demanding things such as overtime and redoes. it’s safe to say the entire company is somewhat scared of the man. either of his powerful position or him in general.

you give your colleagues a look as they chuckle at your impending doom. making your way to the glazed door you take a breath. you were sure you had completed everything you were assigned for, having done those extra hours. you remember one night when it ended up just being you and mr. cameron…

;;

“enjoy yourself, y/n,” timmy mockingly pouted as you attempted to hit him over the head with the stack of papers you were currently marking. mr. cameron had asked you to stay back and complete these pages before tomorrow. in all honesty it was an impossible task to begin with, but you had to agree.

timmy grins and taps under your chin. “aw, your like a cute angry frog.”

you blanch at him. “a frog?”

timmy’s grin widens as he then pokes your cheek.

“if you’ve completed everything mr. west, you may go.” mr. cameron’s voice makes both your heads snap in his direction.

he’s stood in a tailored suit, the jacket gone throughout the day, as his button up stays rolled by his elbows. his arms are crossed as he eyes the two of you.

you swiftly lower your stack of papers and place them on the desk as if you hadn’t just been about to use them as a weapon.

“ah, of course, mr. cameron, i’ll be leaving. have a good night.” timmy directs this at you both as he turns to leave.

you want to drag him back feeling taught and tense standing in the same room as mr. cameron. the intense man shifts his gaze to you as he walks over.

“i’ve just completed a quarter, but I’ll be done by tonight.” you say, fiddling with the edges of the pages, as you spare him a smile.

mr. cameron tilts his head in inspection as he reaches for the completed pages. you tense as he brushes past you, leaning extremely close. the office had emptied. it was a friday night, and you actually had plans to meet with this blind date your friend set you up with. but clearly you had to cancel because of work.

“may i ask you something mr. cameron?” you ask turning a little more to face him.

he raised his gaze from the papers, nodding.

you coughed, standing straighter. “why did you need these done tonight?”

“so that they would be completed by tomorrow.” mr. cameron responds. and you have to hold back a groan at his answer.

“you do realise it’s a friday, sir?”

mr. cameron stands straighter, seeming to readjust himself. “i am aware of the days of the week, miss y/l/n.”

“then why do you need these completed for a saturday?”

mr. cameron pauses, placing the papers back down on your desk. you shuffle slightly back to give him room, but mr. cameron steps closer.

“i actually need these next week thursday.” mr. cameron says, making your brows furrow.

“then why..?” you question as he re-rolls his sleeves over his biceps.

“because i needed you in the office, miss y/l/n.”

“but why?” you then remember manners. “sir?”

he eyes you, darting his tongue out to brush his bottom lip. “where did you need to be tonight, miss y/l/n?”

“i had dinner plans.” you say.

“with a partner i assume.”

you slowly shake your head. “it was just a blind date.”

you catch mr. cameron’s gaze, who seems to be staring very intently. “i apologise if i ruined that for you.”

you shake your head out of politeness. “that’s alright, mr. cameron.”

mr. cameron stares at you, narrowing his eyes a fraction. you shuffle uncomfortably, confused as to why he hasn’t left yet. everything he did was swift and sufficient. so why was he hanging around you?

then he turns, heading back to his office. “i like that lipstick colour, by the way.”

you gape at his back as he disappears. he what?

;;

you opened mr. cameron’s door to his office as your palms began to sweat. god, he was scary.

he looks up immediately when you enter. “thank you, miss y/l/n. take a seat.”

you obey, hiking your skirt further down. mr. cameron doesn’t look away from you as his eyes dart down to your lips briefly before he glances back to his laptop.

“i need you to schedule some time away for the next three days.” mr. cameron says.

“but you have your business trip this week—”

“i mean for you, miss y/l/n.”

you pause, as mr. cameron leans back in his chair. you ignore the way his muscles tensed against his black button up.

“oh, of course sir.”

“we have a scheduled private jet to arrive tonight, that you must be on.”

wow, you think to yourself. you’d never gone on one of his business trips before. he always brought one his employees to help in general, but it’s never been you.

“uh, thank you, mr. cameron.” you smile, feeling genuinely proud.

rafe meets your gaze, surprised to see that you honestly looked pleased at the news. part of him hated that he felt good because of it.

he hated a lot of things about you. he hated the way you smiled. the way you talked. the way you dressed. and the way he liked you close.

rafe carefully eyes you, and the colour staining your lips. you had worn a dark red the other night. but now you chose a muted pink. why did it bother him that you picked a different colour than the one he complimented you on?

his hands dig into his thighs, covered by his large desk as he eyes your outfit choice. a nice blouse, that was modest enough, and a skirt that you seemed to be continuously hiking down. your legs were smooth and your heels made them appear longer. he didn’t dare look anywhere for too long, an annoying strain beginning to grow in his pants.

“it will just be us for the ride there, but on the way back a few clients will be joining.” rafe said, as you nod.

;;

you walk into the private jet, taking deep breathes. alone. mr. cameron said you’d be alone for the ride there, save for the pilot of course.

you spot mr. cameron already seated going through work, you assume.

hearing your heels clicking, rafe looks up. the dim lighting of the private jet, made your features seem almost…sensual.

you find a seat by a window, on the opposite side of your ceo. you spare him a nod and a smile before your busying yourself with work you downloaded on your laptop.

the plane takes off and it’s a little while before mr. cameron calls you over.

“miss y/l/n, please come here.”

you glance to your left catching sight of mr. cameron leant back in his seat. the most relaxed you’d seen him. his shirt is slightly creased and his hair has begun to hang like curtains over his eyes. you sucked in a breath at the sight. you carefully stand, walking over.

rafe looks up at you, ditching his laptop to the small table in front of him. he offers his hand to the side, silently asking for you to take the seat beside him.

you sit, pulling your skirt down, and rafe’s eyes immediately dart toward your legs before looking back to your eyes. he had grown distracted the entire flight. you were a decent distance away but for some reason he could still hear your breathing. the way it hitched when the plane would hit a heavy gust of wind.

rafe could tell you were nervous. was it because this was your first time travelling on a business trip, or was because you sat alone with him?

either way rafe couldn’t help but pick some lint of the bottom of your skirt, awaiting what reaction you might give him.

your eyes slightly widen at the action, as you self consciously press your thighs together.

rafe catches this as he holds back a smirk. so, he did have an effect on you.

“sir?” you asked, raising your gaze to meet his. but mr. cameron is still staring at your legs, as his hand hand hovers over the arm rest between you. “mr. cameron?”

he finally meets your gaze and your shocked to see something other than drawn coldness.

“did you end up going on your little date?” mr. cameron asks.

you suck in a breath. “um, no sir, but why—”

mr. cameron doesn’t let you finish, cutting in. “so, your not anyone’s?”

his question has you confused. anyone’s? “i’m sorry, i don’t know what you mean, sir.”

the professional aura is slowly slipping the more rafe stares at you.

“are you interested in anyone, miss y/l/n?”

you blanch, eyes wide and breath caught. “what?”

“you seem close to some of my employees. mr. west, was it?”

you have no idea where mr. cameron is going with this.

“uh, he was one of my first friends when i joined the company…” you drift off, shuffling a little in your seat.

“i see.”

your brows stay furrowed. “mr. cameron why are you asking me this?”

“it’s never good to date someone you work with.” mr. cameron says, as he adjusts himself to see you better.

“i’ve heard some stories where it’s worked out.”

“well, i don’t particularly like when my employees are getting distracted at work.”

you shake your head. “if that’s what your worried about, then please, i only see mr. west as a friend. no distractions, sir.”

rafe nods. good.

you think he’s going to ask you to sit back in your previous seat when his hand grazes across your knee. you freeze, tension filling the air.

“s-sir?” you hate that you stuttered. christ, what was wrong with you?

mr. cameron continues to draw a slow, tantalising circle on your knee. “what are you—”

“i was gonna ask why you changed your lipstick.” mr. cameron finally speaks.

“my…lipstick?”

“before it was a lovely red.” he darts his eyes up to your lips, his finger drawing higher up your leg. “now, it’s pink.”

“i didn’t realise there was a makeup code.” you say, keeping down the shake in your voice.

“not normally, no. but i like the red on you more.” his voice has dropped to a whisper. and your thighs are clenched tight. shit.

you go to speak, but mr. cameron’s hand is now by your lips. he runs his thumb along your bottom lip, before doing the same on the top. your utterly frozen.

rafe is so close to you, that he can smell the flowery scent wafting off your hair. he had wiped your lips free of the pink, growing a little more satisfied.

but when he catches your gaze a new sense of hunger fills him.

“sir?”

he holds back a groan as you whisper formalities. he hasn’t moved back, your back plastered to your seat, as rafe nearly looms over you.

“mr. cameron—”

“rafe.” he says. “we’re alone, you can call me rafe.”

“i’m not sure if thats appropriate…mr. cameron.”

“and this is?” in response rafe runs his finger up to your thigh, veering slightly under your skirt.

you breath hitches. “none of this is really…professional, sir.”

“no, i don’t suppose it is.” rafe has grown even more distracted as he shifts in his seat, his hand sliding higher up your thigh and under your skirt.

“mr. cameron—”

“rafe.” he corrects.

“we shouldn’t…” you suck in a breath, as he tilts his head. “you said one shouldn’t date someone they work with.”

rafe smiles. “i did, but i said nothing on dating someone you work for.”

rafe’s hand is now dangerously close to your throbbing pussy. his other hand reaches up to grab your chin, making you meet his dark gaze. “you smell delicious, y/n.”

this was the first time your first name had fell from his lips, and god did it turn you on.

“we really shouldn’t…rafe.”

rafe’s eyes gleam at the fact that you said his first name, making the situation feel all the more intimate.

he then runs up and down your clothed pussy earning a whimper from you. “no one else is on this plane. it’s just us, y/n. no need to be so tense.”

your breathing stutters as he by passes your panties and runs his finger through your wetness. “oh, god—”

“mm, all wet for your boss.” rafe taunts. “i always thought you were so…innocent.”

he sinks a finger inside you, pumping in and out. “mr. c—”

rafe juts his fingers into you harshly, coping your mistake.

“rafe.” you moan as he smirks in approval, watching the way your collarbone and neck increased with sweat. he leans forward, capturing your lips in an intense kiss. built up from rafe’s holding back.

you moaned into his mouth, shameful and turned on. he then bites your lip, hard. and you yelp, as rafe watches a small trickle of blood fall over your lips. he grins. “now thats the colour i prefer.”

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[minimomoe]

Love Bites

Baker Fem Reader x Toji Fushiguro (mafia au)

word ct: 15.1k, 11 Chapters

tags: Fluff, grumpy x sunshine, found family, a little angsty but nothing too bad, marriage proposal, established relationship, (last chapter only: kitchen sex, creampie, oral- fem receiving, other sexxy funtime stuff)

Chapter Two: Chimayo Chai

Much to your dismay Toji visited the shop at least once a week with the same order. He always wanted to eat two of everything and a new drink to try, a drink that you had to choose for him. Your routine was set to where you had his boxes already waiting for him by the time he came in. 

“Can I ask you a question?” Toji stops and stares down at you. You roll the ties of your apron around your fingers to try to calm yourself. 

“Why do you order so much? I mean, you come in every week, but you don’t strike me as someone who has a sweet tooth.”

Once again Toji didn’t respond right away but you were used to it by now. Toji seemed to talk more when he was annoyed, so him being quiet was actually a good sign. 

“I give them to my son and… coworkers.”

“You have a son?” you perk up. “I didn’t know you were married.”

“I’m not.”

You cringe at his response. You didn’t mean to bring up an unpleasant memory for him but you could never seem to talk to him normally. 

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I- Here’s your drink,” you sigh and hand him the latest fall drink on their menu, which is a Chimayo Chai. You hold the drink out and he takes it, lingering for a moment before speaking again. “He doesn’t like sweets either. My son.”

Your eyebrows knit together at his confession. “So it’s mainly just your coworkers who like sweets?”

Toji nods and finally takes the tea from over the counter. “They won’t shut up about them.”

“I love to hear that. I’ve been meaning to try more sugar and gluten free recipes. Maybe then you can enjoy them too.” You gave him a soft smile and the word “cute” flashed in Toji’s mind. He couldn’t even remember the last time he used that word willingly. “Oh, one more thing,” you say. “Next week on this day I won’t be here. The shop will be closed actually,” you mutter quietly. The words make Toji’s grip tighten around his cup and he waits for her to continue.

“It’s just for one day! I’m telling you because you always come in on Thursdays so I wanted to give you a heads up. I’ll close earlier on Wednesday but Friday will be open during normal store hours,” you smile and push your glasses up. 

“Why?”

You were hoping he wouldn’t ask that question. You really didn’t want to lie to him, but at the same time you didn’t have any idea who this man was, even if your interest in him piqued every time he walked in with his tieless suit and emotionless face. 

“I’m… visiting family,” you acquiesce. 

“For only a day?”

“Yes, that’s all I need.” 

Thankfully another customer broke their conversation with an announcement of their own. “Hey you, feeling old yet?” You smile at your tall friend who reaches over the counter to give you a tight hug. 

“My birthday’s next week, jackass. How have you been, Rina?” 

“Now I have to be more creative with my learning plans to keep the kids focused on their school work,” Rina dramatically sighs and her eyes trails over to the man she brushed past to say hello to you and her eyes widens.

“Oh Mr. Fushiguro! Funny seeing you here!”

“You know him, Rina?” This was getting ridiculous. How could an elementary teacher know a man like Toji?

“I teach his son, Megumi. He’s an absolute sweetheart. Quiet, but smart. He also loves all things related to frogs. Did I interrupt your conversation?”

“No, not at all. I’m sure Mr. Toji has other things to attend to. I’ll see you next week? Or maybe not, but soon?” 

“What drink is this again?” Toji looks down into the cup. 

“Chimayo Chai. You’re the first person I’ve made it for so far since it’s new on the menu,” you beam. “Let me know what you think when I see you again, okay?”

Toji nods and leaves without another word and Rina slowly turns to you with a smile pulling at her lips. 

“He’s single you know.”

“Rina.”

“And quite a catch. He shows up to all of Megumi’s events and the other PTA moms drool over him from a distance.” 

“Rina…”

“I wasn’t joking about Megumi. He doesn’t smile often but he is one of the kindest kids in the class. He’s like a tiny adult. I think you’d like him.”

“Stop that! I barely know the man. I just—“

“You just add new items on the menu in the middle of the season for him to be the first one to try it. No big deal,” Rina smirks and pops a piece of a muffin that she grabbed off of a rack into her mouth.

“Shut up. And I'm charging you for that.”

“Yeah yeah. Anyway, be sure to get ready for the school’s fall festival. Who knows, maybe Mr. Fushiguro will be there too.”

Chapters: I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI.

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[t-underneaththeradardancing]

so it’s frog Friday and t is in the hospital - went to ER at 3 am on Thursday morning- spare u the gross details/ good thing no signs of cancer but still serious - gastrointestinal issues witch I may rite about sometime- in ICU but being moved to regular room later today and hopefully home tomorrow

[mdesk]

tuesday, feb 4

long day today. although very productive. the grind resumes.

today was my first day making nanoparticles on my own! i only made the solution today, and i'm going to do the freeze-thaw and extrusion steps on…friday. i also desperately need to write my proposal but i don't think i can get to it before thursday.

i also need this week to get over soon because i was genuinely tweaking today. like, someone sedate me. please.

like, let me listen to my bach and pretend i'm an alchemist. that's all i want. or turn me into a frog and put me in a warm little pond. that's also an option.

today's work is much like yesterday's-

to do:

finish polymer chemistry homework

finish tissue engineering reading

redo instrumentation quiz 2

correct instrumentation homework

🎧: bach violin concertos (bach is bae, prove me wrong)

[wizardraziw]

Hello, students!

It has been some time hasn't it? Well, I come to you to a small lesson. Today we will be learning about innate magic. You may find that your magic differs from others, even if you are in the same classes and magic group. Well, here could be an explanation as to why...

If you are born...

On a Monday:

Mondays are the tough beginnings. You are born stronger and more resilient than others. You may find that your body is more durable to your magic, and you can recover faster than others from fatigue and can be back in the battle within hours.

On a Tuesday:

Tuesdays are an insightful day to peer into the rest of the week. You are born more perceptive than others. You may find that your mind is naturally perceptive to magic. You can vaguely sense magic types from other users, but it gets a bit confusing with multiple mages in an area.

On a Wednesday:

Wednesdays are the the quietest day of the week. They are in the background and often forgotten. You are born more cloaked than others. You can blend in the background and hide your aura from others naturally. You may find yourself being more observant, seeing things that others may not whilst under the cover of secrecy.

On a Thursday:

Thursdays are the days of promise and hopefulness. They are sanguine and opportunistic. Your magic is a bit more wild than others, but it can lead to promising situations with unexpected power. Your body is more adaptive to controlling your wild magic.

On a Friday:

Fridays are the days of relief. They feel revitalizing. Your magic is naturally explosive and powerful in short bursts. Your body is more capable of storing up magic energy to release all at once in a powerful blast. It may take time to charge up, but if timed correctly it can be very useful.

On a Saturday:

Saturday are the days of tranquility. Your magic is naturally fluid and talented. You have a better grasp over your magic and can find ease with understanding other magic types. When using a magic item, your magic is more concentrated and skillful than others. You also may find that outside magic is naturally drawn to you like a beacon, good or bad.

On a Sunday:

Sundays are the days of persistence and preparedness. Your magic sometimes has a mind of its own, making it harder for others to surprise you. Your magic may do things subconsciously, doing tasks for you before you think to do them. It is useful, but unpredictable.

Well, this concludes today's lesson! Good luck students. And um...the magic infirmary is on the second floor if you need it...haha...

[dconn537]

rubatos at steam next fest! here's a cool trailer i put together!

[darkmaga-returns]

Turns out new Attorney General Pam Bondi was a little off the mark earlier this week when she said the Jeffrey Epstein files were sitting on her desk. Actually, it was a six-hundred-pound tar-smeared hairball with a gift tag that read: “To Pamela Jo from her Friends in Blobville, good luck untangling this!” Well, she did tell Fox News host Jesse Waters that the thing sitting on her desk was “disgusting.”

As promised, those Epstein files were released on Thursday — a measly two-hundred pages — to much chagrin and embarrassment for all, since the material turned out to be the same old lists and flight logs that every blogger and his uncle has already put out on the Web for years — say, what . . .?

But then the plot thickened later in the day when AG Bondi said a whistleblower informed her that the New York office of the FBI and their counterparts in the Southern District of NY (Manhattan) DOJ offices were hiding “thousands and thousands” of pages evidence and other stuff (videos? photos?) they had been sitting on for years.

AG Bondi quickly fired off a letter to brand-new FBI Director Kash Patel demanding that the New York FBI office deliver all that stuff to Washington by eight o’clock in the morning today (Friday). If you were Mr. Patel, rather than waiting until morning, wouldn’t you just take a twilight ride up the Jersey Turnpike from Blobville to the Big Apple with an FBI swat team and bust into both the FBI and DOJ offices there. . . and maybe frog-march a few federal employees onto the street like so many grannies caught praying in front of an abortion mill?

[xaviers-student-union]

Xavier Student paper: Issue #1

Beloved Xaviers professor returns from Alaskan Sabbatical.

As of this Wednesday, Professor Summers [A.K.A Cylcops] has returned from Alaska where he took his impromptu sabbatical. We'd like to ask that everyone welcome him back, and treat him kindly! Professor summers does a lot of work to keep us all safe and healthy afterall.

And a big round of applause to the other staff members for keeping everything in order until his return! Well done! We didn't know you had it in you!

Extraterrestrial Cultural Exchange Club holding an event

Next weekend, the ECEC will be hosting an event in their club room; which is the larger meeting room off of the library. This event will be about educating on and sharing the culture of several alien cultures that have made contact with earth.

Featuring three food stalls, a few crafts stalls and even some rare alien artefacts that were legally acquired. They have assured us these products were all acquired legally. So. We'll see.

Strange man seen sneaking into the institute- oh wait never-mind it's just Magneto. [Again]

The XSU have recieved multiple reports, and photographic evidence of Magneto sneaking his way into the institute in order to play chess with our very own professor Charles Francis Xavier.

While this in itself is a harmless act, we'd like to remind everyone that Magneto is in fact a terrorist! And thus, to compensate Professor X should buy us all ice cream! At least. That's what I think

Study groups meeting again

With the school year starting back up in full swing, our study groups are once again meeting. If you're interested in signing up for a particular group, then the student lounge should have the listed times and clubroom to go to.

Please make sure that you attend the right room at the right time. Unlike Deanne who spent 3 hours in the Economics study group, before she realised it wasn't Biology. Lmao.

Rumours of a pizza party spread

According to Semi-reliable sources, everyone's favourite ...unofficial? Official? Counselor Nod and everyone's favourite Alien postman Pyxis are going to be throwing a pizza party for us!

I hope this isn't just a rumour because omg I want Pizza. I've had nothing but soup and tea for like. A week. Oh wait. I guess the newspaper shouldn't be...a stream of thought.

Meh. That's a problem for future molly.

[ @totally-not-a-mutant , @pyxis-deliveryservices ]

Weekly Recap:

Monday: Aranza was seen talking with villian Sabertooth. And giving him an origami frog. Unsure on if this is a friendship in the making...or if she's just nice to everyone.

Tuesday: I don't remember I was asleep

Wednesday: Campuses resident [homeless???] Vigilante found...three cats. [ @reapers-graveyard ]

Thursday: I forgot : (

Friday: Molly was officially cleared from bedrest, and will be resuming activity as the president of the XSU

Crossword:

Author: Molly

[lemurianmaster]

Idiot question time again!

According to the never-wrong Google, UTC is the same as GMT (or British Standard Time), so if it's 1 PM in Britain, it's UTC +0.

My brain has worked this out as maintenance will begin at 11:50 AM on Friday 28th March and will end at 6 PM on the same day.

This is where I'm truly confused. Maintenance has been going on since at least 8 PM GMT (when I got home from work) on Thursday 27th March, and it's currently a couple of minutes to midnight and server maintenance is still happening.

I'm so confused 😭

Usually when there's an update for a new banner or content, I can usually play until around 10 PM before I get a countdown on screen before maintenance begins.

Can anyone smarter than me (like, a frog or lump of plywood) explain it to me ❣️

[clash-of-the-wizards]

WELCOME TO THE 2024 CLASH OF THE WIZARDS!

Thats right! Mod Hermann got her shit together finallyt!

This year, we shall pit against each other 64 fictional magic users (double what we had last year!) in an attempt to see who the ultimate witch, wizard, mage, or caster is! Our winner last year was the lovely Eda Clawthorne from The Owl House (who will, from this moment on, be my profile picture until the new crown is distributed!), and today and for the next week and a half we will see who will take her crown!

Polls will be released daily at 6 pm est, with a day's break between each round (so, if a poll ends on saturday, the next round won't be up until 6 on sunday, and so on)

But you're not here for the semantics! So, ROLL OUT THE COMPETITORS!

YOUR COMPETITORS THIS YEAR ARE!

Khadgar - World of Warcraft M Rasmodius/The Wizard - Stardew Valley Jadis/The White Witch - Chronicles of Narnia Tara Maclay - Buffy the Vampire Slayer Robin - Fire Emblem Eggplant Wizard - Kid Icarus Rincewind - Discworld Harry Dresden - The Dresden Files Jafar - Aladdin Dr Facilier - The Princess and The Frog Nico Minoru - Marvel's Runaways John Constantine - DC Comics Harrison - Camp Camp Simon Snow - Carry On Cookie Jarvis - Cookie Crisp Cereal Magical Trevor - Mr Weebl Ice King - Adventure Time Merasmus - Team Fortress 2 Schmendrick - The Last Unicorn Starlight Glimmer - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Wizardmon - Digimon Bloom Peters - Winx Club Basil Hawkins - One Piece Raelle Collar - Motherland: Fort Salem Gale of Waterdeep - Baldur's Gate 3 Strahd von Zarovich - Curse of Strahd Yennefer of Vengerberg - The Witcher Harrowhark Nonagesimus - The Locked Tomb Marcia Overstrand - Septimus Hemp Sunny Nwazue - Akata Witch Maleficent - Sleeping Beauty Gandalf - Lord of the Rings Corpse God - Dead Mount Death Play Alice - Bibliomania Howl Pendragon - Howl's Moving Castle Wizard Animal - Wizardisananimal on tumblr Vaarsuvius - Order of the Stick Usidore the Blue - Hello From the Magic Tavern Asra Alnazar - The Arcana Pluto - The Library of Ruina Rasputin - Anastasia Dreisang - Octopath Traveler Hamid Saleh Haroun al Tahan - Rusty Quill Gaming Hiserdoux Casperan - Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia Taako Taaco - The Adventure Zone: Balance Adaine Abernant - Dimension 20: Fantasy High Benjamin Thackerey - Widdershins Mah Yun - Sword Interval Donald Duck - Kingdom Hearts Vivi Orniter - Final Fantasy IX Moiraine Damodred - The Wheel of Time Raistlin Majere - Dragonlance Cedric - Sofia the First Kamek - Super Mario The Green Mage - Everhood Leif - Bug Fables Eridan Ampora - Homestuck Himiko Yumeno - Danganronpa V3 Galinda Upland - Wicked Merlin - Merlin (BBC) Archmage of Mampang - Sorcery! Noita - Noita Wei Wuxian - The Untamed Qifrey - Witch Hat Atelier SCHEDULE (SUBJECT TO CHANGE AS MOD HERMANN APPROACHES FINALS)

Friday, May 3 -- Round 1 side A Saturday, May 4 -- Round 1 side B Monday, May 6 -- Round 2 side A Tuesday, May 7 -- Round 2 side B Thursday, May 9 -- Round 3 Saturday, May 11 -- Round 4 Monday, May 13 -- Round 5 Wednesday, May 15 -- FINALS!!! (THIS POLL WILL BE OPEN FOR ONE WEEK!) Thursday, May 23 -- WINNER IS ANNOUNCED!