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scifiseries: Survival, Dark Times: An Epic Fantasy Adventure - book on Amazon She glanced down as they passed several small, barred openings. The corridors and walls had a pristine quality, even more so than the rest of the planet. White coated the floors and the walls, and it looked as if no boot or hand had ever touched them. The Queen even made her prisons look beautiful. How fitting. Sora Trok, a modest spacer, aspires for the simple life of delivering goods in the Nebula, a galaxy ruled by a powerful monarch. But when he finds a group of teenage orphans on the run from the same monarch after a government shake-up, Sora finds that life in the Nebula is far more complicated. Suddenly caught in the middle of a conspiracy, Sora and his crew have to choose who to fight, who to trust, who to love, and who to hate. Even among each other. As each crew member goes on their own journey, enduring an action-packed war for their lives, they discover dark secrets that go far deeper than anything they could have ever imagined. : scifiseries: Survival, Dark Times: An Epic Fantasy Adventure - book on Amazon She glanced down as they passed several small, barred openings. The corridors and walls had a pristine quality, even more so than the rest of the planet. White coated the floors and the walls, and it looked as if no boot or hand had ever touched them. The Queen even made her prisons look beautiful. How fitting. Sora Trok, a modest spacer, aspires for the simple life of delivering goods in the Nebula, a galaxy ruled by a powerful monarch. But when he finds a group of teenage orphans on the run from the same monarch after a government shake-up, Sora finds that life in the Nebula is far more complicated. Suddenly caught in the middle of a conspiracy, Sora and his crew have to choose who to fight, who to trust, who to love, and who to hate. Even among each other. As each crew member goes on their own journey, enduring an action-packed war for their lives, they discover dark secrets that go far deeper than anything they could have ever imagined.

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scifiseries: Survival, Dark Times: An Epic Fantasy Adventure - book on Amazon She glanced down as they passed several small, barred openings. The corridors and walls had a pristine quality, even more so than the rest of the planet. White coated the floors and the walls, and it looked as if no boot or hand had ever touched them. The Queen even made her prisons look beautiful. How fitting. Sora Trok, a modest spacer, aspires for the simple life of delivering goods in the Nebula, a galaxy ruled by a powerful monarch. But when he finds a group of teenage orphans on the run from the same monarch after a government shake-up, Sora finds that life in the Nebula is far more complicated. Suddenly caught in the middle of a conspiracy, Sora and his crew have to choose who to fight, who to trust, who to love, and who to hate. Even among each other. As each crew member goes on their own journey, enduring an action-packed war for their lives, they discover dark secrets that go far deeper than anything they could have ever imagined. : scifiseries: Survival, Dark Times: An Epic Fantasy Adventure - book on Amazon She glanced down as they passed several small, barred openings. The corridors and walls had a pristine quality, even more so than the rest of the planet. White coated the floors and the walls, and it looked as if no boot or hand had ever touched them. The Queen even made her prisons look beautiful. How fitting. Sora Trok, a modest spacer, aspires for the simple life of delivering goods in the Nebula, a galaxy ruled by a powerful monarch. But when he finds a group of teenage orphans on the run from the same monarch after a government shake-up, Sora finds that life in the Nebula is far more complicated. Suddenly caught in the middle of a conspiracy, Sora and his crew have to choose who to fight, who to trust, who to love, and who to hate. Even among each other. As each crew member goes on their own journey, enduring an action-packed war for their lives, they discover dark secrets that go far deeper than anything they could have ever imagined.

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scifiseries: Survival, Dark Times: An Epic Fantasy Adventure - book on Amazon She glanced down as they passed several small, barred openings. The corridors and walls had a pristine quality, even more so than the rest of the planet. White coated the floors and the walls, and it looked as if no boot or hand had ever touched them. The Queen even made her prisons look beautiful. How fitting. Sora Trok, a modest spacer, aspires for the simple life of delivering goods in the Nebula, a galaxy ruled by a powerful monarch. But when he finds a group of teenage orphans on the run from the same monarch after a government shake-up, Sora finds that life in the Nebula is far more complicated. Suddenly caught in the middle of a conspiracy, Sora and his crew have to choose who to fight, who to trust, who to love, and who to hate. Even among each other. As each crew member goes on their own journey, enduring an action-packed war for their lives, they discover dark secrets that go far deeper than anything they could have ever imagined. : scifiseries: Survival, Dark Times: An Epic Fantasy Adventure - book on Amazon She glanced down as they passed several small, barred openings. The corridors and walls had a pristine quality, even more so than the rest of the planet. White coated the floors and the walls, and it looked as if no boot or hand had ever touched them. The Queen even made her prisons look beautiful. How fitting. Sora Trok, a modest spacer, aspires for the simple life of delivering goods in the Nebula, a galaxy ruled by a powerful monarch. But when he finds a group of teenage orphans on the run from the same monarch after a government shake-up, Sora finds that life in the Nebula is far more complicated. Suddenly caught in the middle of a conspiracy, Sora and his crew have to choose who to fight, who to trust, who to love, and who to hate. Even among each other. As each crew member goes on their own journey, enduring an action-packed war for their lives, they discover dark secrets that go far deeper than anything they could have ever imagined.

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tylerknott: Typewriter Series #2823 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud?  Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*One day, I’ll climb taller mountains, fade offinto the thin air of some forgotten place,find peace in silence and the repetition of some routine, sweep the same floorsover and again and understand it was neverabout the dirt, at all.I’ll swim deeper seas, rise breathlessand bursting, craving air above all things,learn of emptiness that threatensfrom the darkness below, that it’s lightnear the surface of your own salvation,that you’ll be choking when you arrive.I will sit hungry and watch others eat, ask not for plate or cup, but delightin satisfaction that swells in others.I have more to learn of this place,of what it is to worship what deservesworshipping, of how to be somethingworth digging back up when I havestopped, of being ashesworth spreading into some stiffEastern wind.  -Tyler Knott Gregson-: tylerknott: Typewriter Series #2823 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud?  Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*One day, I’ll climb taller mountains, fade offinto the thin air of some forgotten place,find peace in silence and the repetition of some routine, sweep the same floorsover and again and understand it was neverabout the dirt, at all.I’ll swim deeper seas, rise breathlessand bursting, craving air above all things,learn of emptiness that threatensfrom the darkness below, that it’s lightnear the surface of your own salvation,that you’ll be choking when you arrive.I will sit hungry and watch others eat, ask not for plate or cup, but delightin satisfaction that swells in others.I have more to learn of this place,of what it is to worship what deservesworshipping, of how to be somethingworth digging back up when I havestopped, of being ashesworth spreading into some stiffEastern wind.  -Tyler Knott Gregson-

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uncommonbish: mx-lamont: uncommonbish: BLACK MOTHERS shouldn’t be dying after giving birth but they are and it isn’t because of complications or health issues, it’s because NO ONE IS LISTENING WHEN THEY SPEAK! My little sister’s birthing is PRIME example of this! My parents ended up suing a hospital because Instead of the doctor being the one to deliver my little sister some random nurse did it. And SHE cut the umbilical cord (From where I come from that is the father’s duty) A janitor walked in right before delivery while my mom was in stirrups (business all out) to “mop the floor” They didn’t get my mom the right dosage of anastasia And to top it all off My mom literally KICKED that bitch of a fuckin nurse because on my mother’s paper work it say she is ALLERGIC TO LATEX!! 👏🏾AND👏🏾 WHAT👏🏾 DOES 👏🏾THAT👏🏾 BITCH 👏🏾WEAR👏🏾?!? LATEX GLOVES!!! My father had to run to the CVS across the street to buy a box of non-latex gloves for them to use because they didn’t have ANY non-latex gloves in the ENTIRE FUCKING HOSPITAL!!! I wish I were making this up. I wish I could just be like “lol jk” But my mother almost lost her life in birth because the hospital staff didn’t listen to her the SEVERAL TIMES she was trying to tell them something was wrong. : 11Alive News @11AliveNews She went to the hospital to have her baby. Now her husband is raising two kids alone: on.11alive.com/2P9SS5 8:12 AM Oct 18, 2018 647 Retweets 929 Likes GEM @ROZtheCreator Dear BLACK WOMEN, It's time to educate ourselves even further... I believe it's time to hire more midwives or doulas and try to do home births.. idk if you guys didn't see that video where that Doctor explained that they don't listen BLACK WOMEN.., well here's proof 11Alive News @11AliveNews She went to the hospital to have her babv. Now her husband is raising two kids alone on.11alive.com/2P9SS5I 1:30 PM Oct 18, 2018 4K Retweets 6K Likes uncommonbish: mx-lamont: uncommonbish: BLACK MOTHERS shouldn’t be dying after giving birth but they are and it isn’t because of complications or health issues, it’s because NO ONE IS LISTENING WHEN THEY SPEAK! My little sister’s birthing is PRIME example of this! My parents ended up suing a hospital because Instead of the doctor being the one to deliver my little sister some random nurse did it. And SHE cut the umbilical cord (From where I come from that is the father’s duty) A janitor walked in right before delivery while my mom was in stirrups (business all out) to “mop the floor” They didn’t get my mom the right dosage of anastasia And to top it all off My mom literally KICKED that bitch of a fuckin nurse because on my mother’s paper work it say she is ALLERGIC TO LATEX!! 👏🏾AND👏🏾 WHAT👏🏾 DOES 👏🏾THAT👏🏾 BITCH 👏🏾WEAR👏🏾?!? LATEX GLOVES!!! My father had to run to the CVS across the street to buy a box of non-latex gloves for them to use because they didn’t have ANY non-latex gloves in the ENTIRE FUCKING HOSPITAL!!! I wish I were making this up. I wish I could just be like “lol jk” But my mother almost lost her life in birth because the hospital staff didn’t listen to her the SEVERAL TIMES she was trying to tell them something was wrong.
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fallcaesar: genderdeath: riseofthecommonwoodpile: egowave: this is the scariest tweet ive ever seen reading this made me feel like im in the twilight zone Iwhat the fuck is buffalo chicken dip/I it’s 2028, alexa informs you that a radiation storm is rolling in from the eastern wastes as your food replicator slowly prints a plate of soy protein wings. your wife holoprojects from work to tell you she has another nine hours at the amazon warehouse and she’s gotta go before she burns her unpaid five minute lunch break. the seven friends you’re sharing a studio apartment with are huddled on the floor, each jacked into vr rigs. the superbowl is endless and your heart is a yawning void. : hannah fandel @HannahFandel11 it's 2028, your husband comes up and smacks your butt as you're unplugging the crockpot full of buffalo chicken dip, your friends have turned the dining room table into a beer pong tournament, the kids are laughing from the playroom, it's super bowl sunday and your heart is full 2/4/18, 7:36 PM 3,375 Retweets 20.1K Likes fallcaesar: genderdeath: riseofthecommonwoodpile: egowave: this is the scariest tweet ive ever seen reading this made me feel like im in the twilight zone Iwhat the fuck is buffalo chicken dip/I it’s 2028, alexa informs you that a radiation storm is rolling in from the eastern wastes as your food replicator slowly prints a plate of soy protein wings. your wife holoprojects from work to tell you she has another nine hours at the amazon warehouse and she’s gotta go before she burns her unpaid five minute lunch break. the seven friends you’re sharing a studio apartment with are huddled on the floor, each jacked into vr rigs. the superbowl is endless and your heart is a yawning void.
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deadmomjokes: owl-librarian: #you just made it a higher stakes game of hide and seek Having gone to this University, and having personally played hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center, I guarantee you that NOBODY finds hiders unless they, too, are familiar with the bowels of the HFAC. Once you get down to the practice-room levels, time stops completely and you could walk up the back stair and end up in 1967. The halls change at least 8 times an hour, there’s no way you’re getting back out the same way you came in. When the lights start going off at 10 the whole bottom 3 floors descend into some subsection of the fey realm. I once hid up on the balcony stage access fire-escape thing of a lower-level theater, and 3 faculty walked by under me and not a one of them noticed the hulking, wheezing asthmatic lurking above them, half dangling off a rickety metal ladder that probably wasn’t supposed to be climbed. A fellow hider friend came and found me, and we sat up there for 30 minutes listening to some distant clicking sound before we realized nobody was actually going to find us. We had no cell service, and no internet to reach anyone. We got lost trying to get back out, and once we resurfaced, everyone else was gone, the building was empty, and we just went home to eat ice cream. Nobody knew where we had disappeared to, and nobody bothered to check if we were there before leaving. For all I know, they just assumed we had been lost to the gaping maw of the HFAC basement and when they saw us at church on Sunday it was probably like they’d seen a ghost. None of us ever mentioned it again. Basically what I’m saying is Campus Police had no hope of finding them in the first place and probably lost an officer or two if they actually conducted a real search, because nobody except Senior art majors or veteran custodians actually knows how to navigate that building and make it out in the same dimension they entered from. Not at 11pm anyway. : DISORDERLY Oct. 1 - A group of students playing hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center at 11 p.m. caused a faculty member to call the University Police. The police arrived but were not able to find any of the students. deadmomjokes: owl-librarian: #you just made it a higher stakes game of hide and seek Having gone to this University, and having personally played hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center, I guarantee you that NOBODY finds hiders unless they, too, are familiar with the bowels of the HFAC. Once you get down to the practice-room levels, time stops completely and you could walk up the back stair and end up in 1967. The halls change at least 8 times an hour, there’s no way you’re getting back out the same way you came in. When the lights start going off at 10 the whole bottom 3 floors descend into some subsection of the fey realm. I once hid up on the balcony stage access fire-escape thing of a lower-level theater, and 3 faculty walked by under me and not a one of them noticed the hulking, wheezing asthmatic lurking above them, half dangling off a rickety metal ladder that probably wasn’t supposed to be climbed. A fellow hider friend came and found me, and we sat up there for 30 minutes listening to some distant clicking sound before we realized nobody was actually going to find us. We had no cell service, and no internet to reach anyone. We got lost trying to get back out, and once we resurfaced, everyone else was gone, the building was empty, and we just went home to eat ice cream. Nobody knew where we had disappeared to, and nobody bothered to check if we were there before leaving. For all I know, they just assumed we had been lost to the gaping maw of the HFAC basement and when they saw us at church on Sunday it was probably like they’d seen a ghost. None of us ever mentioned it again. Basically what I’m saying is Campus Police had no hope of finding them in the first place and probably lost an officer or two if they actually conducted a real search, because nobody except Senior art majors or veteran custodians actually knows how to navigate that building and make it out in the same dimension they entered from. Not at 11pm anyway.

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: biggest-gaudiest-patronuses In 5th grade some boys hid my desk in the boys bathroom. I was confused when I got to school and it was missing, so l just sat on the floor and read my book until the teacher came in and made them put it back. I realize now they were trying to trick me into go into the boys bathroom, but no one actually told me that's where my desk was, and it didn't occur to me to ask. Looking back I realize they had to make the effort to get to school early to move it, and I feel a tiny bit of regret for not reacting more biggest-gaudiest-patronuses In 3rd grade Richard brought his new lacrosse set in for show in tell. the ball went missing during class time and at the end of the day we all had to check our bookbags to look for it. I only glanced in mine (I just wanted to go home), but that evening I found it at the bottom of my bag. I was so scared of being blamed, I threw it into the neighbor's yard and never told anyone I found out 2 years later that my bully Luke put it there to frame me, and he was stil extremely frustrated I hadn't gotten caught. I'm pretty sure Richard got a new ball feral-renaissance-cat I had a crush on a boy I met in Kindergarten and made NO attempts to hide it because the people on TV were always telling each other when they liked each other. Didn't work as well as I'd hope (i.e. didn't work AT ALL and no boy wanted to hang out with me ever after that), but that's not the point Skip ahead to third grade. We had a new kid who was kind of a jerk. One day he asks me if I have a crush and I'm like, "Yeah, [Crushl And?" Dude turns around and yells to my crush "Hey! She has a crush on you!" My crush just kinda sighs and is like, "Yeah. I know. Everyone knows. Thanks." So this guy was hoping to embarrass me in front of everyone but it completely backfired because I lack the social filter necessary to feel ashamed of my base desires darkhumourandfandoms One time in like kindergerden some kid stole my shoe and instead if reacting I just went the whole day barefoot. No one questioned it He got bored of no reaction and just dropped the shoe but by then I was too committed and continued to walk around barefoot lycant-guy22 Some of yall grew up with a low base stat of "fucks given" biggest-gaudiest-patronuses damn right we did Source: biggest-gaudiest-patronuses
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deadmomjokes: owl-librarian: #you just made it a higher stakes game of hide and seek Having gone to this University, and having personally played hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center, I guarantee you that NOBODY finds hiders unless they, too, are familiar with the bowels of the HFAC. Once you get down to the practice-room levels, time stops completely and you could walk up the back stair and end up in 1967. The halls change at least 8 times an hour, there’s no way you’re getting back out the same way you came in. When the lights start going off at 10 the whole bottom 3 floors descend into some subsection of the fey realm. I once hid up on the balcony stage access fire-escape thing of a lower-level theater, and 3 faculty walked by under me and not a one of them noticed the hulking, wheezing asthmatic lurking above them, half dangling off a rickety metal ladder that probably wasn’t supposed to be climbed. A fellow hider friend came and found me, and we sat up there for 30 minutes listening to some distant clicking sound before we realized nobody was actually going to find us. We had no cell service, and no internet to reach anyone. We got lost trying to get back out, and once we resurfaced, everyone else was gone, the building was empty, and we just went home to eat ice cream. Nobody knew where we had disappeared to, and nobody bothered to check if we were there before leaving. For all I know, they just assumed we had been lost to the gaping maw of the HFAC basement and when they saw us at church on Sunday it was probably like they’d seen a ghost. None of us ever mentioned it again. Basically what I’m saying is Campus Police had no hope of finding them in the first place and probably lost an officer or two if they actually conducted a real search, because nobody except Senior art majors or veteran custodians actually knows how to navigate that building and make it out in the same dimension they entered from. Not at 11pm anyway. : DISORDERLY Oct. 1 - A group of students playing hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center at 11 p.m. caused a faculty member to call the University Police. The police arrived but were not able to find any of the students. deadmomjokes: owl-librarian: #you just made it a higher stakes game of hide and seek Having gone to this University, and having personally played hide and seek in the Harris Fine Arts Center, I guarantee you that NOBODY finds hiders unless they, too, are familiar with the bowels of the HFAC. Once you get down to the practice-room levels, time stops completely and you could walk up the back stair and end up in 1967. The halls change at least 8 times an hour, there’s no way you’re getting back out the same way you came in. When the lights start going off at 10 the whole bottom 3 floors descend into some subsection of the fey realm. I once hid up on the balcony stage access fire-escape thing of a lower-level theater, and 3 faculty walked by under me and not a one of them noticed the hulking, wheezing asthmatic lurking above them, half dangling off a rickety metal ladder that probably wasn’t supposed to be climbed. A fellow hider friend came and found me, and we sat up there for 30 minutes listening to some distant clicking sound before we realized nobody was actually going to find us. We had no cell service, and no internet to reach anyone. We got lost trying to get back out, and once we resurfaced, everyone else was gone, the building was empty, and we just went home to eat ice cream. Nobody knew where we had disappeared to, and nobody bothered to check if we were there before leaving. For all I know, they just assumed we had been lost to the gaping maw of the HFAC basement and when they saw us at church on Sunday it was probably like they’d seen a ghost. None of us ever mentioned it again. Basically what I’m saying is Campus Police had no hope of finding them in the first place and probably lost an officer or two if they actually conducted a real search, because nobody except Senior art majors or veteran custodians actually knows how to navigate that building and make it out in the same dimension they entered from. Not at 11pm anyway.

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