#plakes

[villaannaskiathos]

Postcards from Skiathos...

[tordistic]

the guys played dokapon kingdom once and edd got so mad when he got second place he kicked all of them out

[tvshowscouples]

If you love Blake&Penn (Gossip Girl) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

[150dow]

Vintage Glen Plake tv footage

https://youtube.com/shorts/MOdhk-2vps4?feature=share

[saltedsnails]

Ruby - Red

Beiss - Blue

Plake - Purple

Bang - Brown

There we have it, folks. Team RBPB.

[jordanshenessy]

Thanks for tagging me @halloweentown1998 @suppaloscurse to spell out my url in songs 💕

J- Josephine by RITUAL

O- oil and water by lights

R- renegade by aaryan shah

D- don’t shut me out by sadboy hour

A- afraid by the neighbourhood

N- no part of it by rock mafia

S- shootout by izzamuzzic

H- hang by 8graves

E- erode by TENDER

N- never mind by Dennis Loyd

E- eyes closed by Halsey

S- swim by chase Atlantic

S- streets by doja cat

E- eden by hunter plake

Y- youth by daughter

Tagging @jeongtokkie @ghostmagnetporsche @sassy-sara @vanillalipstick66 @jorgecrespo @captainshorter @if-music-be-the-food-of-love @fudgetunblr @romanceforransom @himbo-harrington @killherfreakout and anyone else who wants to! Feel free to ignore!

[bluiex]

Part 3 of Children of The Night

Little snippet for day/night cycles in my world, they are based of the minutes that pass for every day and night in minecraft. There are 20min for a day and the same for a night. So adding that up, minecraft has 40hours in a full cycle. I the normal week cycle by a day to hopefully fill in the amount of time going by each year. I don't have a number for the days in a months or how many months there are. But there is 450 days in a year for them. You can sugest thing for this if you like.

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Grian and Scar are walking down a side road of The Central City, passing a book store, an old cartography shop Grian worked at, and a lovely little bakery. They can see Green helping a lovely blond woman, keep pace with people coming in at such odd hours of the night. Well it's not so odd when people and mobs alike live here. Mobs run the shops during night and people run them during the day. So that way some shops can be open 40/8 a week.

As they walked side by side, Grian refused to hold Scar's hand. As to why, is because when they had been out side the wall of the city, Scar put his cold hands up under Grian's sweater. So the two of them have a arguments over this, to fill what would have been silence. During this they walk past some skeletons rattling on about some failed attempt to make a famous map maker fall from fame. This stops Grian as he only got half of whats being said, he needs to brush up on the rattling pattern of skeletons. Scar noticed Grian stop to ask the skeleton what it is their talking about, with brief explanation of being a bit rusty to the patterns. One of the skeletons was happy to explain. Apparently the con-artists that have harassed Grian in the past had planned this to be the end of his career, but in the city, because of the redstone artisans. His name is well preserved as being one of the kindest, and most talented Cartographers to live. It won't take long of the damage to be corrected outside the city walls. Scar thanked the Skeletons for the information, with a sightly glowing eyes. One of the skeletons only bows and telling him it's their job to collect information and send it around.

Grian takes hold of Scar's hand to calm him down. Giving a smile to his tall loveable goof, he starts dragging him to a candy store near by and get some thing sweet. The taffies in the store look like the best treat to Grian, but for Scar, it looked to be the chocolates. Once they picked out and payed for their treats, only costing two gold total. They continue on down the street into a plaza with an interactive redstone art piece made by Mumbo Jumbo. The plaza also had a unique redstone water fountain play area for the kids. You could see a few Drowned, Zombie, and Husk kids playing in the fountain at this moment.

Scar watched the kids play with a smile. He did after all, feel really grateful to the leader of the city, for the kindness he shows to people and mobs alike. It had been rare before the city, to find mobs living in anytype of settlement. Any still outside the walls fight to survive, even if passive around people.

Grian had to bring Scar out of the clouds of thoughts to get back on track. "Well come back HotGuy, I was asking you if you wanted to sit for a moment to relax. Maybe have a treat." Grian teased, tacking a giggle to the end for effect. Scar blushes in response, and agrees to sit down. The bench they sit on it closest to the art piece so you can see the diamond plake with Mumbo's name.

Grian smiles at the piece remembering when it was being built. Grian decides to tell the story to Scar, seeing if he'd find it just as funny as Grian does. "I was there was this piece was built and boy was it a disaster of redstone dust and explotions. It even made Mumbo confused why it kept exploding when there was any tnt going into it. It took weeks for him to figure out there was way to much dust going to a few of the pistons making them go to fast and burst apart. I was a sight to see when it was finished with no more problems. I was also funny to try to kept up with the ladder jump staircase. Also the reason for that name, is because this piece is just a back a forth stair case going straight up instead of diagonal." Scar does laugh with a goofy grin spread wide across his face, at the idea of pistons exploding because extra redstone dust.

In the still moment after, Scar takes some taffy out of the bag full of sweet and hands it to Grian, who take it happily with a thank you slipping out mindlessly. Scar takes a piece of chocolate and savors to taste. While he does he notices Grian staring at him with a longing look on his face. It's a cute look to Scar, but question the other without words hoping he'll get an answer.

The answer he gets, isn't one he expected. Grian pulled Scar in to a kiss to lick chocolate out of his mouth and while also leaving him flustered. "Chocolate always tastes better when it from you partner~" Grian's teasing tone flustered Scar more then before, and got him covering his face. Earning a laugh from Grian who can't help love looking at a flustered Deity.

Once Scar has clamed down enough, he starts a little flirting war with Grian. As they continue to sit there, with quite a lot of teasing flirts. They hear someone clear their throat. Grian turns to look first, and finds his best friend standing in front of then with lots a bucket of slime to oil to piece behind him. He was glad to see Grian again though, hence why he cought his and the Brines attention. "It been a good while sense we've seen eachother hasn't it."

Grian jumps up and hugs Mumbo grinning like he just won a prize. Just to pull back and just start talking about the time he been outside the walls. Starting with a mishap that happened in a village, that burned down years after. To an event called "The Race of Destruction" where they see who can blow up a build the cleanest and fastest. Leading into how he met Scar. Ended it off with the con-artists attempt to sully his name.

Scar sitting on the bench almost falls off with how hard he's laugh. It wasn't the stories thay madenhim laugh so hard, even with how funny they are. It was the look of shock that is visible in the very way to stands. He even goes on to sputter out a few words before giving up on them. All while Grian is grinning like a mad man, whatching his best friend prosses everything he spoke of.

Once Mumbo got a single sentence out, it wasn't anything to do with what he had been told. It was about needing help oiling the old art piece so that can still be used for the next few years. Scar was the first to agree, wanting to get to know Mumbo so that it not so awkward to see eachother in the future. So for the next few hours Scar and Grian helped Mumbo out with his self-appointed task of maintaining his art piece. Before start to wonder again to the end portal under the city.

Their was a few more encounter they had with other redstone artisans, as some of them had been commissioned to do a new art piece in a few of the barer plazas. Just to name a few of the people they ran into, there is Etho, Impulse, Doc, and Iskall. Scar was suprised to meet Doc, a creeper hybrid, with world breaking redstone skills. Doc in return was just as suprise to meet one of his lords. They seemed to habe gotten along the best, even if their convesation was short.

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I thought was going to be able to do more for our redstoner artisans, but as you can tell I only put some detail into Mumbo and even less into Doc.

But yeah these are the Redstone Artisans that kept Grian's name from being a bad omen. I will admit though that Scars eyes are still glowing as he's wait for Grian to pass out so he can put him to bed and sneak off to possibly torture some con-artists for their attempt to drag Grian from his grace.

I hope you enjoyed~♡

Oo I like the minecraft days/years being much longer, instead of min it's hrs

Heheh Grian such a tease, love this for them. YAY MUMBO. I love how they're artists, so cool

[villaannaskiathos]

Let's find a beautiful place to get lost...

[hogwartsalumni08-slytherin]

Dean’s Five-Year-Old Daughter

Dean and I were only supposed to be a one-night stand. My name is Holly, Holly Plake. I have a five-year-old daughter named Ivy because of that one-night stand. Dean hasn't been through Prattville, Alabama, since he took care of those civil war ghosts.

Ivy is a perfect mix of both Dean and me. She has a mixture of my dark brown hair and his blonde hair; and, she has his green eyes. She is honestly the sweetest little girl. 

It was a Saturday morning and I hear a knock on the front door. I say, "Ivy, I am going to answer the door. How about you watch Scooby Doo?" Ivy says, "Okay, Mommy. Will you join me after you answer the door?" I say, "Of course, baby. I love watching Saturday morning cartoons with you. It is my favorite part of the week." Ivy laughs in the same laugh that her father, Dean, has. I smile.

I open the front door to reveal Dean and this guy that was probably about 6'4". I ask, "Dean, why are you here?" Dean says, "My little brother, Sam, and I were in the area so I thought I would pay you a visit, Holly." I say, "I never heard from you again after you left that morning. Thought you didn't want me to see me anymore." Dean starts to open his mouth to say something when Ivy runs to the front door and says, "Mommy, I thought you were joining me." Dean looks at the little girl and then at me; and I guess he is wondering if Ivy is his. I say, "I will be there soon, Ivy." Ivy nods and runs back to the living room.

Dean asks, "How old is she?" I say, "Ivy is five years old, Dean." Sam stands there quietly. Dean asks, "Is she mine?" I say, "Dean Winchester, you are the only guy I have ever been with, and it was only for that one night. I got pregnant as a result of a one-night stand. What else do you want me to say? It wasn't like you left me a number or anything. Guess my parents were right, it only takes one time to get pregnant." Dean is thinking; and, I say, "Yes, the condom broke and yes, I did the morning after pill. I still got pregnant; and, honestly, Ivy is the best thing that has ever happened to me."

Dean clears his throat and asks, "May I talk with her?" I say, "Sure if you can get her away from Scooby Doo that is her favorite cartoon." Dean chuckles and says, "Mine too." Dean, Sam, and I walk into the living room. I say, "Ivy, Dean is going to sit in here with you while Sam and I are going to make some breakfast." Ivy chirps, "Okay, Mommy." I smile and ruffle her hair.

Sam and I walk into my kitchen. Sam says, "I am sorry my brother never contacted you." I say, "It is no big deal it was supposed to be a one-night stand." Sam nods and says, "She looks like the perfect combination of both you and Dean." I smile. Sam and I hear Dean and Ivy both laughing. Sam says, "Wow, she has even got his laugh." I say, "Yeah she does."

Needless to say, that is how Ivy and I joined Sam and Dean in hunting the supernatural because Dean wasn't going to leave us once he found out about Ivy. I stayed at the bunker and did research for Sam and Dean while homeschooling Ivy. We became a happy family.

[pteropods]

the fact that I am at school, sick, doing schoolwork and not at home, healthy, plaking pokemon is terrible n awful

[matthewtangemanphoto]

Klickitat - North Face of the Northwest Ridge

Whew, what a mouthful of a ski descent.

Only in the Cascades can you have the best day of the ski season on June 22. The NFNWR is a classic line first skied by the legendary Glen Plake, and is perhaps 'the line' on the young volcano known as Klickitat or Pahto or Mt. Adams.

I drove to the trailhead from the north, from Index, with plans on meeting a friend who came from the south. The trailhead is on a remote side of the mountain, accessed via 35+ miles of dirt road. My friend, Erik, had smooth sailing on his journey, arriving right at the time we planned to meet.

While he was setting up camp, relaxing with an early dinner, and enjoying the sunset on the mountain, and perhaps vaguely wondering where I might be, I was frantically trying to shovel my high-centered car out from a slurry of mud and snow, still five miles away from the trailhead. I multitasked by swatting mosquitos with a great enough density to kill 6 per slap, truly the icing on a pretty f'ed up cake.

Eventually, I realized I wasn't going to get my little AWD hatchback un-stuck, so I laced up the running shoes and used the best mode of transportation I had available to go find Erik. Our simple exchange upon me jogging (not driving) up to the trailhead conveyed a bigger story than was spoken - "hey! ...oh, shit?" "yeah, shit" "oh, shit!!"

One quick recovery mission, a rushed dinner, and 3 hours of sleep later, our skis were on our packs, headlamps were on, and we were motoring up the trail. I'll let the photos take it from here.

Morning light on Tahoma, the Mother of Waters.

On the approach. Just up and left of Erik is our descent, the NFNWR. We climbed the north ridge, the rocky line on the left.

Two climbers visible on the Adams Glacier (center-right).

Photo by Erik of me beginning the climb of the north ridge. I was surprised to discover later that most seem to find this route tedious. I thought it aesthetic, efficient, and atypical for a volcano climb. Perhaps the choss of the San Juan Mountains has given me a new perspective.

Erik cresting the summit plateau. I think this was the smelliest (sulfur) volcanic summit I've been on.

Erik dropping in on the NFNWR. The first few hundred feet off the summit were a perfect low angle warmup.

Check out Erik's GoPro video of the descent here.

Erik exiting the face. We wove through the cliff bands in the upper right.

Lenticulars above the Adams icefall. The mountain was enveloped by clouds around 5 minutes later.

Thank you, Klickitat.

I camped again that night and made it back to my parent's home in Wenatchee the next day. That night while digging through boxes in my childhood bedroom, I found an old journal. In it, 13-year-old me had written his goals down for 2010. Climb Dragontail, climb a v2, do a 360 on skis, among many other things that I've long since achieved. The last goal on the list, never crossed off, was to climb Mt. Adams. It took me 14 years, but I was finally able to check that one off the list. 13 year old me was proud.

[150dow]

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[christophe76460]

🇺🇸 Plus de la moitié des jeunes américains déclare que "la Bible a transformé leur vie"

📈 Un récent rapport de l’American Bible Society indique une augmentation de l'impact de la Bible dans la vie des jeunes américains

👦🏻 Chez la génération Z, soit les jeunes nés entre 1997 et 2010, le pourcentage de personnes citant la Bible comme source de transformation est passé de 50% en 2023 à 54% en 2024

✝ "Nos jeunes adultes montrent un intérêt croissant pour la Bible, ainsi qu'une curiosité et des interactions qui les transforment", a déclaré le directeur des programmes et rédacteur en chef de la série State of the Bible, John Farquhar Plake

📙 L'enquête a également révélé que plus de la moitié des adultes américains, soit 53 %, expriment le souhait de lire davantage la Bible

Pour en savoir plus, consultez l’article complet (lien dans la bio) 📰✨

#Bible #ÉtatsUnis #rapport #américains #jeunes #foi

[loverottingshit]

Pabalik na naman ako sa sarili kong mga giyera.

At hindi na naman ako sanay humawak ng baril, walang kalaban laban akong sisipot sa gitna ng Pili drive kung saan nagtatama ang mga dyip mula kanan at kaliwa. Mag-aabang ako kung sakaling may sumunggab sa aking agila o ‘di kaya’y kalabaw habang nakasuot ako ng pula. Pupunta na naman ako ng giyera at walang muang akong darating sa Oblation park para hamunin ito ng palakasan— mas malakas ba itong ipagpugay ang kasarinlan nito bilang si Oble habang inaalay ang sarili sa bayan o mas malakas ba ang isang pusong handang ialay ang sarili para sa bayan… at sa isang dilag? Baka isuko ko na lang din ang laban sa puntong ito, alam ko namang wala nang mas hihigit pa kundi ialay ang sariling utak at puso sa ngalan ng mga tao. Malas lang, nakuha na ng isang ‘to ang puso ko bago pa man ako kontratahin ninoman na isama ito sa utak ko laman ng isang plake habang sumisigaw ng dangal at husay.

Amoy lungsod akong sumabak sa buhay mambubukid. Walang kalyo ang aking mga kamay habang nagpupulot ng mga butong pananim, hindi ako maalam lumunok ng okra dahil mukha itong uhog, at lalong hindi ko alam kung paano kumain ng atay bilang putahe maliban na lang kapag inihaw. Supla naman, mahusay parin ba ako?

Lalong ‘di ako marangal. Pasensya na. Hindi dahil masama akong tao, ngunit dahil handa akong magmukhang desperado sa ngalan ng pagsinta. At oo, hindi ako sanay magpaawa para sa units pero handa akong lumuhod sa sinomang anghel na ‘to para lamang hindi ako iwanan sa gitna ng Pili drive at ilipad ako malayo sa lohikal na mundo. Wala nga ata akong dangal. Hindi ko rin alam kung may natitira pang husay. Binago ako ng unibersidad sa paraang hindi ko na makilala ang sarili ko— nagmumukha akong walang alam sa pagpasok dito gayong nakilala ko ang sarili ko bilang matalino. Buti na lang nandiyan ka para ibalik ang ilang nawawalang piyesa.

Sisipot ako sa harap ni Mariang Banga at hihintayin kong magbago ng posisyon ang banga niya. Aakyatin ko si Pegaraw at titingnan kung talaga bang kapag hinawakan ko ang nasa baba niya, gagraduate ako sa tamang oras. Pupunta ako sa kwek kwek tower, pipinturahan kong magmuli at buburahin ang mga sulat nito sa loob kagaya ng “Puta malas” o ‘di kaya imahe ng tite gawa ng kung sinong bata man mula sa labas ang nakapasok rito. Ayon… sapat na ba ‘to para sa giyera? Pudpod na ba ang husay ko? Hindi na ba ako nararapat para rito? Sa mga panahong nagdududa ako sa “honor and excellence” lagi kong naiisip kung paano ko ginustong makapasok dito. May dangal at husay ako dati, imposibleng matanggal ito basta basta.

Akala ko rin imposible.

Imposible para kay UP.

Pero pagdating sa ‘yo,

Tangina. Sino ba ‘ko para hindi ialay ang sarili ko gaya ng sinasabi ni Oble tungkol sa pag-aalay ng sarili sa bayan nito? Ikaw ang rurok ng langit at irasyonal man pakinggan pero may mga oras na ikaw ang Diyos ko at mahalin ka ang tanging kultong hinding hindi ko tatawanan.

[alternia-for-real-justice]

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[villaannaskiathos]

Perfect spot for a morning chat