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[nordfjording]

police, banks, legal actors: never ever ever pay demands sent to you by text or phone. signed invoices only. get receipts.

collection companies: if we send a text with a sum and a bank number but no other information, people will surely pay

[skitskatdacat63]

2011 Japan Post-Qualifying

[fiftyshadesofmetal]

Heres a crumb for my followers before I vanish for another month The demons spoke to me and said they wanted G2 sideswipe drawn to Ayesha Erotica lyrics, I swear guys

[last-of-the-jaded]

I’m sorry but if this Seunghan news doesn’t make every single fan fucking furious and rabid

[nomairuins]

i like overthink everything now it makes me feel so dumb. i used 2 be able to just talk 2 ppl but nowadays every single thing im like Is that actually going to make them hate me. Yes probably. and then i just dont respond which makes ppl hate me. this is how it is

[thecolorsthree]

GUESS WHO GOT A NEW FUCKIN PARTNER 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ ANOTHER ADDED TO THE POLY!!! MY NEW FAVE SLOTH ANOMALY EVER!!! ILYSM @renaissance-sys!!!!

[stormcried]

I know this is kinda odd doing this on anon but I have seen you opening up more lately and coming back kinda, being a blog that is coming back into the RPC ourselves I want to see if you'd be up to interacting with Shadow aka Ebony sometime?

Host of @ultimachaos

WEEEEEEE!! OFC OFC! I’d absolutely love that! I’m actually mutuals with you too, I believe so I would absolutely love to write with you! I can whip something out in the morning when I’d wake up if you’d like that? ^,^ or I have a couple memes I recently reblogging if that’s your comfort level. Don’t be afraid to approach me, I promise I don’t bite <3

[ardate]

hi random ask coming through look around you what's the closest item you have there that you want to talk to me about. like a cool poster or a mug or something!!!!!!

Saw your post when I was in my kitchen, and this was the coolest item next to me, resting on my shelf.

What looks like a simple tiny vase of some sort, is actually a shell from the first world war. Soldiers would recuperate shells that had fallen all around on the battlefield, empty them of any remaining gunpowder, and use them to create art - carving intricate decorations as a way to pass time when they were stuck in the dug-outs for days.

Decorated shells are the most famous exemples of trench art.

At the bottom of this one you can see this specific shell was manufactured on september 1917, for infantry use (the grenade symbol on the right, as opposed to marine or anti-air use for instance)

My friend gifted this to me after we spent a week visiting the area around Verdun last winter, as a strange sort of pilgrimage. It was odd and emotional, and this week felt like it lasted a month, but it was good.

[kan-bu]

i have this special herb tea that this witchy girl made especially for me to help with my sleep problems + anxiety and it tastes like absolute shit but it really does help. i love you witch girlies

[geaesaekki]

               @stillresolved sent :

He tries not to let it happen too often, but somehow, always, he ends up doing it once more. Drinking to forget. It creeps up on him, the regret and the bitterness of it all– was there even a point to any of what he did at all– no matter where he goes, but none so often as when he comes back to an empty apartment. Ga-ram hates being at home alone. Isn’t that why it was easier to be K? Judge Kang needed someone available 24/7, someone willing to be errand boy, middle man, and co-conspirator, all in one. Now he’s none of those things and well, there’s only so many things Ga-ram can do before he starts spiraling again.  Which he already has. He’s not sure when Mara decided to come around, not sure if they had plans for such either, but he recognizes her voice. His head spins as he stumbles to the door and then glares at her. “...What happened to asking before coming around?” ( still here with some sads....so here's maram :'3 )

Mara and Garam together, they drink, a lot. It always starts with beers, be it at the bar or at one of their places, with a chat and food, the beers lead to tequila and the tequila lead to watching dumb movies and fucking against a wall. It's fun. She likes those nights with him - however, they don't happen on a daily basis. Being creatures of solitude, they both need their own space, these nights of just being by themselves like a retreat, or at least, that's how it used to be. More and more, Mara finds herself knocking on his door without sending a text first. It's correlated to how her life has been spiraling into chaos these days, she has started to talk to him, to open up, slowly but surely. Garam... it's different, he listens, he listens a lot. Sometimes he doesn't speak yet it's the perfect form of comfort that Mara seeks in him, again, he listens to her like nobody else does. He worries too, by lecturing her and telling her she's going to be arrested yet all she hears is concern and it reassures her not to be completely alone anymore in her mistakes. All the space she starts occupying, it could have been space for him to talk to, but he does not. Perhaps, once or twice, yet it was brief, about the life he lived before about how it's not his life anymore. Mara is aware by whom's side Garam has been working for so many years and yet... he never quite described the hole it left in his life, truly, she has no idea. The door is wide open and the scene is so not expected. Drunk sure he is, but he usually waits for her to start the festivities. His first words are spoken, like a true drunk man - he attacks, which causes a slight frown above her eyes and a sarcastic scoff. Classic Garam though.

"Yeah yeah sorry papi, you don't get to kick me out or you're gonna die alone." Mara speaks walking inside, pushing him with her shoulder, and throwing her leather jacket to the side as it hits a chair and lands on it. "I bought some burgers from accross the street. Oh, and you look like shit." She says, flashing the paper bag that she sets down the first wooden surface she can find. Turning around, she's staring at him. No matter how she wants to keep on getting sassy like she always does, she doesn't like that sight og him in that state so much. Him telling her she should text first... what is it, was is drinking himself to death when she isn't around or something? Mara believes it's either harder or easier to have a conversation with him now. Harder as talking to a drunk can be a complicated task - but perhaps easier as in, maybe, now with all his walls down he would open up to her. Stepping to stand in front of him, one of her hand scoops his jawline, taking a long look at him, pensive. "Say you're freshly coming back from the club. Say you don't always drink alone like that." It's 8pm. She knows the answer already, Garam doesn't party. "Come on, talk to me."

[hanrinz]

finals tomorrow ;( im not built for this and my prof just told me today he didnt send my email to the coordinator of my strand like ???

[wizardnuke]

this is SO bizarre and idk what to do about it re: guy in my public speaking class

[yeonjuins]

💌 but write about yourself :-)

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh man its been literally the roughest 3 weeks ever so when i saw you sent this in i took the largest inhale on my life (i hope you've been doing well. i'm still waiting for my pen pal back u loser. i see you've been thriving lately so that makes me happie to see)

send me a 💌and i'll tell you what i love about you

the way i value my friends and how singlehandedly- if it weren't for the fact i've had such rich friendships and relationships with my brothers, i wouldn't be the person that i am today / my perseverance (there had been so many times i spent hours crying over something and felt so defeated but still moved on with life and picked myself back up no matter how hard it got) / although i do not treat myself as kindly as i should, i will still defend myself (especially my designs) and advocate for the things i create / the way my outfits have developed and i've slowly found myself evolving from a wannabe minimalist that dressed like steve jobs to what it is now / how much i've accomplished this far (being my club branding coordinator, landing a job in esports, having already been a ux/ui assistant all while still being 18)

my music taste (because its so superior idc what anyone else says) / the way my relationship with my parents is slowly healing / my ability to communicate / how i find inspiration from anything and everything / my motivation to constantly improve and manifest into the things i aspire to be / although i'm indecisive as fuck when it comes to food, in terms of my preferences for anything else, i'm extremely upfront about it and i know what i want / i feel messy a lot of the times but if i were to look at it retrospectively, i'm organized as fuck lol (keeping both a weekly planner in notion while simultaneously noting everything down onto my google calendar such as deadlines, classes, bdays, etc) / how sociable i am and can be

[ichigosoju]

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[quecksilvereyes]

oh my god do not click links in emails that tell you to verify your data or your bank account gets locked or click links in messages telling you your safety protocol is ending, like, tomorrow, you will get SCAMMED SO BAD AND YOU WILL LOSE A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY never ever let anyone pressure you into giving away login information especially to your online banking by creating a sense of urgency oh my GOD

some things to look out for

1. spelling mistakes. do you know how many rounds of marketing and sales experts these things go through? if theres a spelling mistake dont click it

2. not using your name. if an email adresses you with "dear customer" or, even worse, a generic "ladies and gentlemen", it is most likely not actually targeted to you

3. verifying or login links. even IF your bank was stupid enough to send these to customers, dont EVER click those. look at me. they can legally argue that youve given your data away and thus they dont have to pay you anything back DONT CLICK THAT FUCKING LINK

4. creating a sense of urgency. do this or we lock your account next week. do this or your ebanking stops working tomorrow. give us all your money in cash or your beloved granddaughter will get HANGED FOR MURDERING BABIES. no serious organisation would ever do something like that over email or sms. ever. hands off.

5. ALWAYS CHECK WHO SENT YOU THE EMAIL. the display name and the email adress can vary a LOT. anyone can check the display name. look at the email adress. does it look weird? call the fucking place it says its from. you will likely hear a very weary sigh.

6. if its in a phonecall, scammers love preventing you from hanging up or talking to other people to have a little bit of a think about whats happening. there should always be a possibility to go hey i wanna think about this ill call back the official number thanks.

7. do not, i repeat, do NOT a) call a phone number flashing on your screen promising to rid your computer of viruses after clicking a dodgy link and b) let them install shit on your computer like. uh. idk. teamviewer.

7.i. TEAM VIEWER LETS PEOPLE USE YOUR COMPUTER HOWEVER THEY WANT AS LONG AS THEYRE CONNECTED. IF YOU DONT KNOW FOR FUCKING SURE YOURE TALKING TO ACTUAL TECH SUPPORT DONT GIVE ANYONE ACCESS TO YOUR COMPUTER.

fun little addendum: did you know a link can just automatically download shit? like. a virus? an app you can't uninstall unless you reset your entire device? dont click links unless youre extremely sure you know where they lead. hover your mouse over it and check the url.

thanks.