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"Oh no no no this won't do!" She exclaimed. The two adults were conversing in the man's study. The balmy fire serving as the main source of light. The long and lanky man sat in a relaxed position in his chair though his mind was far from easy. The woman stood close to the fire and kept her [e/c] eyes locked on its delicate flames. She had her arms crossed just under her well rounded chest and her brows furrowed as the twists and turns of the hot magic reflected on her cheeks. "[F/n] please, it's fine," the man assured her. "The issues will be solved soon then you will be free to go. We can part ways and never, ever have to meet again!" It so

1. They oppose freedom of speech. When someone says something they don't like, they call it "hate speech." 2. They cannot stand ideas which contradict them, which is why they hide in "safe spaces." 3. They label their opponents "bigots", no matter what the actual views of their opponents are. 4. They try to turn colleges into their home, trying to close their minds rather than open them. 5. They wish to infantilize universities by placing "trigger warnings" or outright banning material which they disapprove of, such as Greek mythology. 6. They claim to speak for everyone who isn't white, male, or straight. 7. They claim that any minorities o

hug. | adult!akashi seijuro x adult!gn!reader Akashi Seijuro had been overworking himself lately. It wasn't hard to tell; anyone with eyes could see the dark circles under his eyes, and the paleness of his face. Seijuro had been working his fingers to the bones, and yet, nothing he accomplished was ever good enough in the eyes of the head of the company, his father. It was clear to Seijuro that he would never attain the definition of perfect the older Akashi had, and that greatly distraught him. Seijuro wanted to be acknowledged for his achievements, as his own man, he doesn’t want to be known as someone who rode his parent’s coa

    When I woke up the Sunday morning, I knew I was not going to have fun getting out bed. I felt worse than I did after Storming the Farm. Every joint was so stiff that I sounded like a popcorn maker. I tried to make it as painless as possible by moving slowly. That was not going to help because when I got to moving my tail, about in the middle of it, it made such a loud pop that Sam heard it from her room across the hall and both our doors were shut. It also didn’t help that immediately after I yelled, “OOOWWWWW!” I grabbed my tail a rubbed it so fast I thought I was going to set it on fire. Sam came run