Beucar Moonstone Redwood.
Mine is, “ IDontKnow IsThatAThing Maple”
Jones Garnet Magnolia
I like it!Mäki Garnet Poplar. Sure I’ll take it!
Goularte (it’s Portugese) Amethyst Oak. why not
Rowe Ruby Ash. I sound like a table. :|
Slater Sapphire Oak. Oh man.
Halsall Garnet Rowan
Bishop Garnet Willow
I feel like a hippie chess vampire
Worrell Emerald Sycamore
Lady Worrell Emerald Sycamore to you, mortals
*vampire hair flip and struts away*
Pierce Opal Silkyoak
…damn I’m fuckin’ cool as a vampire.
“Mommy, how did you meet Daddy?”
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He blushed. “Uh…” He glanced over at Edi. Edi nodded.
“Well… I was naked at the time…”
“Da-a-a-ad….”
“No, he’s telling the truth. Daddy wasn’t wearing so much as one red stitch.”
“There was the band-aid. That was technically cloth.”
“It was on your left shoulder. It doesn’t count as clothes.”
Read more »Then I, as a cisgendered heterosexual male, will purchase and wear an over sexualized costume for females for Halloween. With pictures. Will send to Party City executives.
DO IT.
Take video
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“Hey.”
“Hello.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Where do you like to go for fun?”
A smile. “Are you going to ask me out?”
“I’m going to try,” he announced. “I think you’re cute and I’d like to get to know you.”
“Have you heard of steampunk?
Read more »I am now in fangirl-love with Steam Powered Giraffe.
I am still deciding who “the cute one” is, but they will be joining my fantasy harem anon.
That is all.
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My mom never really noticed. She noticed when she was breast feeding my little brother and blood started coming out instead of milk.
My mom said she felt and saw a little lump in the shower. She was lucky enough she found it at stage 2
My mom had a mammogram. The radiologist
Reblogging for Da
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When truly equity is nurtured upon Mother Earth between the genders (Again, because I’m thinking of MLK.)
“So… Mari. Is that one a he or a she?”
“Gram-MAAAA…” Mari blushed. “You promised…”
“I did, I did. I’m sorry. I forgot.”
“I only let you be my show-and-tell ‘cause you promised you wouldn’t do any of the old-fashioned stuff.”
Gramma nodded. “I
Read more »Someone with an ARTICULATELY RATIONAL reason for detesting Sara and waging futile jihad against mutants because of her. (Just because I’m feeling deep in my ‘Sympathy for the Devil’ phase today being the 50th anniversary of the March on Washington.) Something akin to what Luther did on the doorframe would be nice as well.
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The photo showed a slightly-horsey girl with green-blue scales. She was smiling, but not looking at the camera. The resolution made it clear
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Found! Oh my god.
Reblogging for GPOY
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The invisible fence, 15 feet high that divides the America that lectures others on “multiculturalism”.
It was a rich white girls’ party. Anyone watching the video could tell. It wasn’t in a house. It wasn’t even in a mansion. It was in a palace. The theme was multiculturalism.
She was wearing sexy lederhosen with a chinese shirt and Inca shoes. She also sported a rainbow sombrero and a necklace made of ‘fangs’.
“
Read more »Bees.
[AN: Any relationship between certain corporations in this fiction and certain poison companies is strictly imaginary]
Fantraxin did not kill bees. That was its primary selling point. It killed all other insects that may predate on crops, but not the bees. How it did so, of course, was a company secret.
A secret that made them the largest corporation on the planet, almost overnight.
Or, at least, it would have. If they weren’t already the biggest global power ever
Read more »Greater Deregulation’s more esoteric moments.
“But I don’t have any of my papers. My house burned down.”
“If you had signed up for the TrakMe program…”
“I had. My parents signed me up just after I got a name. I’ve been trying to sign on with or without their help for forty years.”
“You can voluntarily sign up for the TrakMe program at any time,” recited the
Read more »Agent Pertwee and the first moments he realized that his job sucked for reasons he didn’t expect.
[AN: Once again, it’s Jane Pertwee :) ]
The FBI had been covertly watching this school for some time. Now, with the Mutant Registration Act, it was watching more overtly. As in, agents in the field, tailing their respective suspects, and making sure that a bunch of teenagers with superpowers….
Well…
Didn’t wind up acting like a bunch of
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