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WHY THE "UPPER TRAP" CAUSES NECK PAIN The upper trap is one of the most 😈villified muscles in the body, even though it plays a critical role in proper shoulder mechanics. The thought is that constant tightness and tension cause irritation to the neck. But I'm not convinced that's the case. Here's why. The upper trap works in conjunction with the levator scapulae to elevate the shoulder blade. But they work differently based on shoulder position. The levator is a ⤵️downward rotator of the scap so it works much better with the arms by the side. The trap fibers however are angled diagonally and act as an ⤴️upward rotator. If you saw my IG story today you saw me talk about this. Go watch if you haven't. So when you shrug up with the arms by the sides, the levator will preferentially take more workload. This is what can happen every time you 😟stress breathe up to your ears or in this case, do a traditional shrug. If instead, you hold the arm out to the side slightly so that the shoulder blade goes into upward rotation, the trap will do more work, and the levator will do less. And if you go overhead this is magnified more. So we can use this to our advantage. Now, if normal shrugs are good for you with no neck pain, feel free to use them, but if you ever do get neck pain from shrugs or just want an awesome pump, try going out wide into a snatch grip or, my personal favorite, setting the bar overhead to shrug 🏋️‍♂️ (we just set the J-cups up high so we don't have to press each time). This just might let you get all trap jacked 💪 without having your neck suffer the consequences. Tag a friend with neck pain and share the wealth! PS - How do you like the title being there? Playing around with some new 🎬 edits and would love some 🗯 feedback so I can optimize it for you all! Thanks guys! MyodetoxOrlando Myodetox: SHRUG WITHOUT NECK PAIN WHY THE "UPPER TRAP" CAUSES NECK PAIN The upper trap is one of the most 😈villified muscles in the body, even though it plays a critical role in proper shoulder mechanics. The thought is that constant tightness and tension cause irritation to the neck. But I'm not convinced that's the case. Here's why. The upper trap works in conjunction with the levator scapulae to elevate the shoulder blade. But they work differently based on shoulder position. The levator is a ⤵️downward rotator of the scap so it works much better with the arms by the side. The trap fibers however are angled diagonally and act as an ⤴️upward rotator. If you saw my IG story today you saw me talk about this. Go watch if you haven't. So when you shrug up with the arms by the sides, the levator will preferentially take more workload. This is what can happen every time you 😟stress breathe up to your ears or in this case, do a traditional shrug. If instead, you hold the arm out to the side slightly so that the shoulder blade goes into upward rotation, the trap will do more work, and the levator will do less. And if you go overhead this is magnified more. So we can use this to our advantage. Now, if normal shrugs are good for you with no neck pain, feel free to use them, but if you ever do get neck pain from shrugs or just want an awesome pump, try going out wide into a snatch grip or, my personal favorite, setting the bar overhead to shrug 🏋️‍♂️ (we just set the J-cups up high so we don't have to press each time). This just might let you get all trap jacked 💪 without having your neck suffer the consequences. Tag a friend with neck pain and share the wealth! PS - How do you like the title being there? Playing around with some new 🎬 edits and would love some 🗯 feedback so I can optimize it for you all! Thanks guys! MyodetoxOrlando Myodetox
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Beard, Click, and Confidence: emotion & body language body language: emotion Shiiting,1idgeting,grinning,L1Cking 11PS anticipation rubbing hands together slack-jawed, fixed gaze, unable to move awe clapping hands, shaking with laughter amusement slapping thighs, throwing head back biting smile back furrowed/lowered brow, flushed face, pointing ander or table, clenched fist/jaw, baring teeth throbbing veins in neck, scowling glaring, eye rolling, pressed lips, sighing annoyance fidgeting, sweating, playing with jewelry quickened breath, dry mouth/swallowing anxiety biting nails, stuttering, biting lip yawning, fridgeting, doodling, tapping feet boredom or shaking leg, playing with pen/pencil/hair lifted chin, head high, puffed chest, back straight, shoulders back, deliberate movement confidence tilted head, furrowed brow, shrugging, squinting confusion lifted chin, smirk, sneer, purse lips contempt emotion & body language body language: emotion twisted lips, twisted smile, half smile, shaking head, rolling eyes cynical one shoulder shrug, playing with hair/ring necklace/earring/earlobe, scratching face/ nose/neck, shuffling, fidgeting, looking down deceptive hesitation in speech, nodding while saying no shaking head while saving ves, licking lips covering/touching mouth crossed arms, hands hidden, keeping object or person between self and percieved threat defensive winking, touching hair or clothing, eye contact, looking up through lashes, arching des1ire dilated pupils, stretching wide-eyed (shocked), narrow-eyed (suspicious) raised brows (shocked),low brow (suspicious), crinkled nose, curled lip, turning away clenched eyes, covering mouth/nose, flinch disqust frown, creased brows, crossed arms, pressed lips, narrowed eyes displeasure fidgeting, rubbing/scratching neck, wide-eyed distress plaving with iewelry, rapid-breathing, fixing sleeves, holding self, trembling blush, stuttering, stammering, unable to embarrassment make eye contact, covering face, holding self, blinking back tears, looking down or at lights rubbing eyes/temples, yawning, staring off slouching, closing eyes, moving slow fatique emotion & body language body language: emotion shrinking back, wide-eyed, hunched shoulders, flinching, shaking/trembling, holding self fear shaking head, pinching bridge of nose frustrationrubing temples, clenching hands grinding/clenching teeth shaking with sobs, staring off, trembling, shuddered breaths, gasping sobs, curling in on self, lashing out/hitting things grief smile, laugh, hum, whistle, dancing, jumping hugging, giggling, crinkled eyes happiness eye contact, open posture, smiling, looking honesty upwards tapping feet, shaking leg, taping fingers impatience twirling pen, nodding quickly, checking time sighing, looking away crossed arms, sneer, narrowed eyes, sour expression, tight 1ips jealousy hands clenched or gripping something overwhelmed wide-eyed, missing time/conversations, palms to forehead, staring off talking fast, leaning forward, nodding, raised brows, wide-eyed, eager, double handed passionate handshake smiling, nudging, teasing, poking, winking goading, giggling, laughing playful emotion & body language body language: emotion head back, parted 1ips, eyes wide or closed, flushing, quick breath/pulse, arch neck/back pleasure chin up, back straight, shoulders back, chest out, firm handshake, open/spread posture pride biting lip, pressed lips, crossed arms dragging feet, pinching bridge of nose reluctance slouched posture, holding self, hesitant, sadness quivering, crying, sobbing, shaking, tremblling tight smile, hiding hands in pockets/crossed arms, looking down/away, covering face secretiveness bury face in hands, looking down/away slumped posture, pressed lips, straight mouth, wet eyes shame eyebrows raised, mouth open, gasp, hands over mouth, freezing, stepping back/away shock dropping objects in hand (s) avoiding eye contact, looking away/down blushing, bending head, keeping distance shyness stepping away, holding self smirk, one raised eyebrow, corners of mouth twitch upwards smugnesS narrowed eyes, furrowed/creased brow, frown tight lips, pressed lips, glance sideways watchful agaze closed eyes, staring off, stroking/touching thoughtfullness neck or jewelry, pinching bridge of nose stroke face/beard, rest chin on hand theonlysaylor: A Writing Cheat Sheet: for linking actions with emotions.  As always, click for HD.
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Bad, Community, and Feminism: CALL-OUT CULTURE AS RITUAL DISPOSABILITY Feminist/queer spaces are more willing to criticize people than abusive systems because they want to reserve the right to use those systems for their own purposes. At least attacking people can be politically viable, especially in a token system where vou benefit directly by their absence, or where your status as a good feminist is dependent on constantly rooting out evil When the bounty system calls for the ears of evil people, well, most people have a fucking ear. When I used to curate games, I was approached by people in that abusive community who pressured me not to cover a game by a trans woman. Their reasoning was blatant jealousy, disguised under the thin, nauseating film of pretext that covers nearly everything people say about trans people. When I rejected their reasoning and covered the game, the targeting reticule of disposability turned toward me. What can we learn from this? Besides "lofty processes in queer/feminist spaces are nearly always about some embarrassingly petty shit," it's about the ritual nature of disposability, which has nothing to do with "deserving" it. Disposability has to happen on a regular basis, like forest fires keeping nature in balance. So when people write all those apologist articles about call-out culture and other instruments of violence in feminism, I don't think they understand that the people who most deserve those things can usually shrug off the effects, and the normalization of that violence inevitably trickles down and affects the weak. It is predictable as water. Criminal justice applies punishment under the conceit of blind justice, but we see the results: Prisons are flooded with the most vulnerable, and the rich can buy their way out of any problem In activist communities, these processes follow a similar pragmatism Punishment is not something that happens to bad people. It happens to those who cannot stop it from happening. It is laundered pain, not a balancing of scales. beachdeath:https://thenewinquiry.com/hot-allostatic-load/
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Ass, Fucking, and Google: unpicasso probably my favorite thing abt being a millennial is that i can lie on my resume abt shit like being proficient in excel bc i have the common sense to just google anything i dont know how to do which gives me a giant fucking edge over gen x in the job market bc somehow that strategy never occurs to employers and my underqualified ass looks like steve jobs every time i use a youtube tutorial to make a spreadsheet jadelyn Everyone in my office sings my praises for what I can do with excel for this exact reason, even though I joke with them that "I have no idea how to do that but give me half an hour and an internet connection and I'lI figure something out for you." I even once specifically said in response to my grandboss commenting on my excel skills, "You do realize that I just like.. .google stuff when you ask me to do something with excel that I don't know how to do, right?" But his praise didn't change at all. There was no "Wait, that's all it is? Instead, he said "Yes, but the fact that you think to do that and that you know exactly how to phrase your searches and how to sift through the results to get the right answer, and you then integrate what you've learned and use it going forward is still so much more than any of the rest of us [the other 5 ppl on my team are all mid-40s and up] can do. To you, it's "just googling stuff, but it's still a unique and valuable skill you bring, so don't shrug off the compliments so cavalierly, okay? And this was coming from an executive with an MBA. Don't undervalue your googling skills, kids. It's not lying if you know you can figure it out a millennial’s advantage
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Ass, Fucking, and Google: unpicasso probably my favorite thing abt being a millennial is that i can lie on my resume abt shit like being proficient in excel bc i have the common sense to just google anything i dont know how to do which gives me a giant fucking edge over gen x in the job market bc somehow that strategy never occurs to employers and my underqualified ass looks like steve jobs every time i use a youtube tutorial to make a spreadsheet jadelyn Everyone in my office sings my praises for what I can do with excel for this exact reason, even though I joke with them that "I have no idea how to do that but give me half an hour and an internet connection and I'lI figure something out for you." I even once specifically said in response to my grandboss commenting on my excel skills, "You do realize that I just like.. .google stuff when you ask me to do something with excel that I don't know how to do, right?" But his praise didn't change at all. There was no "Wait, that's all it is? Instead, he said "Yes, but the fact that you think to do that and that you know exactly how to phrase your searches and how to sift through the results to get the right answer, and you then integrate what you've learned and use it going forward is still so much more than any of the rest of us [the other 5 ppl on my team are all mid-40s and up] can do. To you, it's "just googling stuff, but it's still a unique and valuable skill you bring, so don't shrug off the compliments so cavalierly, okay? And this was coming from an executive with an MBA. Don't undervalue your googling skills, kids. It's not lying if you know you can figure it out a millennial’s advantage
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Ass, Fucking, and Google: unpicasso probably my favorite thing abt being a millennial is that i can lie on my resume abt shit like being proficient in excel bc i have the common sense to just google anything i dont know how to do which gives me a giant fucking edge over gen x in the job market bc somehow that strategy never occurs to employers and my underqualified ass looks like steve jobs every time i use a youtube tutorial to make a spreadsheet jadelyn Everyone in my office sings my praises for what I can do with excel for this exact reason, even though I joke with them that "I have no idea how to do that but give me half an hour and an internet connection and I'lI figure something out for you." I even once specifically said in response to my grandboss commenting on my excel skills, "You do realize that I just like.. .google stuff when you ask me to do something with excel that I don't know how to do, right?" But his praise didn't change at all. There was no "Wait, that's all it is? Instead, he said "Yes, but the fact that you think to do that and that you know exactly how to phrase your searches and how to sift through the results to get the right answer, and you then integrate what you've learned and use it going forward is still so much more than any of the rest of us [the other 5 ppl on my team are all mid-40s and up] can do. To you, it's "just googling stuff, but it's still a unique and valuable skill you bring, so don't shrug off the compliments so cavalierly, okay? And this was coming from an executive with an MBA. Don't undervalue your googling skills, kids. It's not lying if you know you can figure it out a millennial’s advantage
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Soon..., Sorry, and Definition: writing-prompt-s The world's tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from those who would steal it. mildswearingat4am Suggestion: The dragon's definition of "steal" is somewhat loose. It still allows the coin to be used and bartered and change hands-but on one condition: the dragon must be with it at all times. They become a familiar sight in the marketplace. "Here's your change, ma'am. One gold piece." The merchant holds out a palm, on top of which rests a tiny, brilliantly colored creature clutching a single gold coin "That's a dragon," you say dumbly. "One piece... and a dragon." "Yes." You cautiously reach out and attempt to take your change. You tug. It holds. You tug harder. The dragon lets loose a tiny, protective growl. "Ma'am-no, ma'am, you have to take the dragon, too." "Sorry?" The seller notes your dubious expression. "Not from around here, are ya?" They shrug. "Them's the rules. Take the coin, take the dragon." They wait expectantly. Wondering how the world has so suddenly gone mad, you slowly, slowly hold out your hand. The dragon perks right up. It scampers from their palm to yours with the coin clamped in its jaws and scales your sleeve with sharp little claws. "Have a nice day, ma am," the merchant says. "Spend him soon, now, you hear? At another booth, if you can. He likes to travel." From its perch upon your shoulder, the dragon lets out a happy trill. I want a tiny stupid dragon so badly

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Bad, Dude, and Fall: thalia 1832 nonbinaryvexahlia zmyaro nonbinaryvexahlia one of the weirdest ways that language is evolving in response to the internet is that "bad words just. do not have the same impact anymore. i constantly forget that some people think fuck you' is a terrible insult so threats and insults have to start getting really out there if the person wants to even mean anything. if a person told me to die i'd shrug it off but if i opened a post's tags and saw "op i will sneak into your house and replace all your shoelaces with cooked pasta" do you know how shaken i'd be? do you knovw how upset i'd be if i saw "op is the personification of the look you share w other people in the grocery store when some dude is causing A SceneTM fo r no reason So you are saying English curses on the Internet are becoming more like Yiddish curses? l sincerely hope so but I can't say I'm familiar with yiddish curses and i am begging you to tell me a few viddish curses may you go to hell and bake bagels there may all your teeth fall out except one, and in that one you should get a tooth ache One misfortune is too few for you you should drink too much castor oil (and have explosive diarrhea) you should have a hundred houses in every house a hundred rooms and in every room twenty beds, and a delirious fever should drive you from bed to bed you should be transformed into a chandelier, to hang by day and to burn by night Hang yourself with a sugar rope and you'll have a sweet death The best bad words you can say
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Crazy, Fedora, and Fucking: Amazing Atheist Guy @amazingat... 3d Do I have to be the asshole who says her tits are too small for me to see her as Lara Croft? Do I have to be that guy? Do I have to be the one who fucking says it? I guess I do. Sorry. Pitt Lefto @Jlongb0ne Replying to @amazingatheist why did this talented, oscar nominated actress picked to play a fictional character who started out with cone tiddies, develop normal breasts during puberty?! by my banana, I don't think you know who you're fucking with..." 6.22pm 13 Mar 2018- TweetDeck <p><a href="http://friendly-neighborhood-patriarch.tumblr.com/post/171846815967/jlongbone-spawnfreak73-blog-jlongbone" class="tumblr_blog">friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="https://jlongbone.tumblr.com/post/171846707944/spawnfreak73-blog-jlongbone" class="tumblr_blog">jlongbone</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://spawnfreak73-blog.tumblr.com/post/171846543950/jlongbone-harbinger-of-reason-hes-right" class="tumblr_blog">spawnfreak73-blog</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="https://jlongbone.tumblr.com/post/171845744174/harbinger-of-reason-hes-right-though-also" class="tumblr_blog">jlongbone</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://harbinger-of-reason.tumblr.com/post/171845554232/hes-right-though-also-oscars-mean-nothing" class="tumblr_blog">harbinger-of-reason</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>He’s right though, also Oscars mean nothing.</p></blockquote> <p>so the defining trait of Lara Croft is tits and not her idk TOMB RAIDING? you’d watch the movie if she had huge tits sitting around the house? are fans standards that low? lolol</p> <p>“this indiana jones movie is fantastic! all he does is watch Diagnosis Murder with the sound all the way down, but at least he’s got his fedora!”<br/></p> </blockquote> <p>You missed the point of his video. The thing about Lara Croft is that she’s a total badass with huge tits. That she can can do crazy athletic feats while shooting a T-rex with duel Berettas with huge tits. That’s part of the escapism of the original Tomb Raider games.<br/></p> </blockquote> <figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="1080" data-orig-width="1920"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/9ff89a25ead88ab5acd5cf9b7d36e36d/tumblr_inline_p5k0lnP6mD1vxc64r_540.jpg" data-orig-height="1080" data-orig-width="1920"/></figure></blockquote> <p>I never played the games so I only knew her as the video game chick with the tits *shrug*.</p><p>It’s not a serious thing obvi.</p></blockquote> <p>Somehow I knew Lara Croft titty discourse was gonna happen</p>
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Crying, Family, and Guns: Chwistopher @Loudwindow Concept: Pirates slay a monster mermaid to steal its treasure chest. Pirates open chest, finds a sleepy baby mermaid within. Monster mermaid was using the treasure chest as a cradle. Pirates: <p><a href="http://dragonsateyourtoast.tumblr.com/post/169373651900" class="tumblr_blog">dragonsateyourtoast</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169340235270/otherwindow-this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://otherwindow.tumblr.com/post/169291615220/this-is-how-the-golden-age-of-piracy-ended" class="tumblr_blog">otherwindow</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>This is how the golden age of piracy ended.</p></blockquote> <figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/51eb1c65a8936859a4b9e9ed54eb60d9/tumblr_inline_p22tdbtzyD1qdd180_540.jpg" data-orig-height="677" data-orig-width="1000"/></figure><p>The first mermaid to get tattoos :)</p> </blockquote> <p>“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”</p> <p>“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.</p> <p>“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”</p> <p>“i know.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”</p> <p>her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.</p> <p>“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.</p> <p>“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”</p> <p>“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”</p> <p>she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.</p> <p>“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”</p> <p>she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.</p> <p>“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”</p> <p>the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.</p> <p>“why not?” the mermaid asks.</p> <p>“he’ll win,” the first mate says.</p> <p>the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.</p> <p>x</p> <p>the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.</p> <p>“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.</p> <p>“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”</p> <p>they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.</p> <p>she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.</p> <p>the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.</p> <p>x</p> <p>she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.</p> <p>x</p> <p>“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.</p> <p>she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.</p> <p>“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”</p> <p>the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time. </p> <p>“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.</p> <p>“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.</p> <p>“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”</p> <p>“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”</p> <p>“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”</p> <p>“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”</p> <p>x</p> <p>the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.</p> <p>“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.</p> <p>the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.</p> <p>“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”</p> <p>“and now?”</p> <p>“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”</p> <p>the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”</p> </blockquote> <p>Yooooo</p>

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Soon..., Sorry, and Bear: writing-prompt-s The world's tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from thase who would steal it. mildswearingat4am Suggestion: The dragon's definition of "steal" is somewhat loose. It still allows the coin to be used and bartered and change hands-but on one condition: the dragon must be with it at all times They become a familiar sight in the marketplace. "Here's your change, ma am. One gold piece." The merchant holds out a palm, on top of which rests a tiny, brilliantly colored creature clutching a single gold coin. That's a dragon," you say dumbly. "One piece.. and a dragon." "Yes." You cautiously reach out and attempt to take your change. You tug. It holds. You tug harder. The dragon lets loose a tiny, protective growl "Ma'am-no, ma'am, you have to take the dragon, too." "Sorry?" "Not from around here, are The seller notes your dubious expression. ya?" They shrug. "Them's the rules. Take the coin, take the dragon." They wait expectantly. Wondering how the world has so suddenly gone mad, you slowly, slowly hold out your hand The dragon perks right up. It scampers from their palm to yours with the coin clamped in its jaws and scales your sleeve with sharp little claws. "Have a nice day, ma'am, the merchant says, "Spend him soon, now, you hear? At another booth, if you can. He likes to travel From its perch upon your shoulder, the dragon lets out a happy trill bdubs8807 Bonus: the coin eventually passes to the rogue in a group of travelling adventurers. The dragon becomes the mascot of the entire group, and they lay out a small pile of coins for him to sleep on every night, clutching his coin like a teddy bear Source: wniting-prompt-s 22.149 notes <p>The Tiniest Dragon</p>

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Soon..., Sorry, and Bear: writing-prompt-s The world's tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from thase who would steal it. mildswearingat4am Suggestion: The dragon's definition of "steal" is somewhat loose. It still allows the coin to be used and bartered and change hands-but on one condition: the dragon must be with it at all times They become a familiar sight in the marketplace. "Here's your change, ma am. One gold piece." The merchant holds out a palm, on top of which rests a tiny, brilliantly colored creature clutching a single gold coin. That's a dragon," you say dumbly. "One piece.. and a dragon." "Yes." You cautiously reach out and attempt to take your change. You tug. It holds. You tug harder. The dragon lets loose a tiny, protective growl "Ma'am-no, ma'am, you have to take the dragon, too." "Sorry?" "Not from around here, are The seller notes your dubious expression. ya?" They shrug. "Them's the rules. Take the coin, take the dragon." They wait expectantly. Wondering how the world has so suddenly gone mad, you slowly, slowly hold out your hand The dragon perks right up. It scampers from their palm to yours with the coin clamped in its jaws and scales your sleeve with sharp little claws. "Have a nice day, ma'am, the merchant says, "Spend him soon, now, you hear? At another booth, if you can. He likes to travel From its perch upon your shoulder, the dragon lets out a happy trill bdubs8807 Bonus: the coin eventually passes to the rogue in a group of travelling adventurers. The dragon becomes the mascot of the entire group, and they lay out a small pile of coins for him to sleep on every night, clutching his coin like a teddy bear Source: wniting-prompt-s 22.149 notes <p>The Tiniest Dragon via /r/wholesomememes <a href="http://ift.tt/2squnHj">http://ift.tt/2squnHj</a></p>

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Soon..., Sorry, and Bear: writing-prompt-s The world's tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from those who would steal it mildswearingat4amm Suggestion: The dragon's definition of "steal" is somewhat loose. It still allows the coin to be used and bartered and change hands-but on one condition: the dragon must be with it at all times They become a familiar sight in the marketplace. "Here's your change, ma am. One gold piece." The merchant holds out a palm, on top of which rests a tiny, brilliantly colored creature clutching a single gold coin. That's a dragon," you say dumbly. "One piece... and a dragon." "Yes. You cautiously reach out and attempt to take your change. You tug. It holds. You tug harder. The dragon lets loose a tiny, protective growl. "Ma'am-no, ma'am, you have to take the dragon, too" "Sorry?" The seller notes your expression. ya?" They shrug. "Them's the rules. Take the coin, take the dragon." r dubious expression. "Not from around here, are They wait expectantly. Wondering how the world has so suddenly gone mad, you slowly, slowly hold out your hand The dragon perks right up. It scampers from their palm to yours with the coin clamped in its jaws and scales your sleeve with sharp little claws. Have a nice day, ma am," the merchant says. "Spend him soon, now, you hear? At another booth, if you can. He likes to travel. From its perch upon your shoulder, the dragon lets out a happy trill bdubs8807 Bonus: the coin eventually passes to the rogue in a group of travelling adventurers. The dragon becomes the mascot of the entire group, and they lay out a small pile of coins for him to sleep on every night, clutching his coin like a teddy bear Source: wniting-prompt-s 22.149 notes Dragon

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