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Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

Do what makes you happy, even if others have issues with it. If it's not hurting anyone, there's nothing wrong with it. Plain and simple. Keep up the writing, you'll be glad you did. Learn to let go of the past. Sure, it's shaped you, but dwelling on things will only stifle you from moving forward.
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

You will never be alone. Never. And for the love of God, never stop drawing. It's painful as fuck to lose that talent.
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

You don't have to be the strong one ALL of the time, your siblings don't need micro managing just coz you're the oldest. Stop wasting your life in worrying so much about everything. Don't be ashamed to love the one who loves you back, no matter what. Souls don't have a gender.
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

For fuck's sakes, speak up for yourself more often! The hell with what people think. Do what you love and love what you do. Sometimes the hardest choices in life are the best ones. Regardless, follow your head and heart. Both tend to be right more often than not. Likely tons more but for sure I can say those would be there somewhere.
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

1 That guy you chased all of high school will not be worth it in the end. 2 Keep up with your psyche meds. 3 You'll never find happiness in that needle. 4 Fuckin' do your homework you lazy turd!
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

1 Yes, you are bisexual. 2 Don't fight it. 3 Don't be ashamed to be so feminine. 4 Maybe you should go out on a date. 5 With a guy. 6 Or with a girl. 7 Don't be ashamed of being so afraid. You weren't given a chance at a normal life. 8 No. You're not a loser. 9 If you want to service a girl, do it. 10 If you want to perform for a guy, do it. 11 If you want to be and act more feminine, do it. 12 Tell a fucking psychologist all the horrors you went through. NOW!
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

Justin, I think you were writing to my younger self too! I need to borrow that list! You don't have to do what all the others are doing-that doesn't make you unique, it makes you a sheep. Don't give up, don't give in and it's actually a good thing to believe in yourself. No, glasses don't make you look like a dork.
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

Dogged said Justin, I think you were writing to my younger self too! I need to borrow that list! You don't have to do what all the others are doing-that doesn't make you unique, it makes you a sheep. Don't give up, don't give in and it's actually a good thing to believe in yourself. No, glasses don't make you look like a dork. Click to expand... I don't like it you went through unpleasant things, but I like it that someone understands. Buddy request sent.
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

Sell your sports cards now, or trash them altogether. They're not worth shit anymore since everyone in your generation was collecting them anyways. Explain to your old man it's supply demand, he'll understand. Also trash your room and throw all your other sports crap away, as your favorite team will only betray you down the line. Sell your legos as well. Use the money to get you into software programming and computer science, but remember that both Arithmetic English are your strong points in academia. Read your dad's books more often as well especially the Science-Fiction and Enlightenment books. Drop your friends. When push comes to shove, they'll mean nothing. In fact, you can guarantee you'll never see them again. Forget your crushes as well. They really aren't worth your 2 cents, and you'll find someone better down the road anyways. Don't let your old man sell his gun collection. Remind him how they're just tools. When the time comes, invest in Google. You'll become a rich motherfucker just on that alone. Plus, Google is just all the more badass.
Thread: Write a Note to Your Younger Self

Should have bought more GOOG Motorcycles Cars It gets worse, but it definitely gets better Trust your instincts Learn a few more languages and study Muslim beliefs, you'll need it when you go overseas. You join the Army, best worst idea, ever. Eat healthier and drink more water, your body is the best tool you'll ever have. Plus you'll get laid more, also use protection, trust me, there's a thing called Jersey Shore and you'll start to believe in retroactive abortions. Save your money FNORD
Thread: Bottom Boy Toy - M4M RP

aequitas989 said Bottom Male seeking Top Male for roleplay. Prefer partner to play rich and powerful character or for myself to begin powerful and have that power taken away. Becoming a rich man's boy toy or perhaps a corporate reward to executives. I will gladly discuss scenes. Sissification is a plus but NOT a necessity. Hope to hear from you soon. Click to expand... Bump Bump
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

Afraid. The entire trip thats all she'd felt. Ever since shed left Halifax Bend really, fear had been her one constant companion. She knew people died out behind the suicide lines all the time. Throughout her whole life, shed seen the disfiguring injuries and horrible traumas suffered by scouts while working in the hospices. And those were the lucky ones, the ones who got out and were in good enough shape to move someplace further away from the front. There was an immediacy to that fear though which kept her mind focused. It kept her from having to think about what came afterwards. Success being far scarier than anything in between. If she made it, she would be alone among them, these cruel fickle creatures that theyd all lived in fear of every waking moment of their lives. It was better not to think what happened then, what they would do to her. There wasnt any point. Nobody knew. That information simply wasnt available. People just did not came back when dealing the Fae. Violet suspected in her heart that would prove true for her as well. Really, she had no idea why theyd picked her even. She was nobody special. She wasnt a leader or a great soldier or a brilliant scientific mind. It seemed ridiculous to place so much on the shoulders of someone as inconsequential and ill-suited herself. It was like a dream or some novel, only in this story being the chosen one came with no special abilities or favor. It was just a death warrant. So why did you accept? Shed asked herself that a hundred times but had no real answer. How could she have said no? All those important people telling she was the only one that fit all the Ellands demands and that the missive had to be followed to the letter. To send anyone else, no matter how better qualified, would risk offending them or worse. So it was her and only her and how could she say no to that when all around her people were risking more and sacrificing themselves for less every day? Now here she was huddled in a trench with only dread all around. Backwards was no longer a possibility, forwards was the end of everything shed ever known, and almost certainly her life. She had sat there numbly while the doctor checked her over like some beast of burden. He wasnt at all like the medics she was used to back at Halifax Bend. He was an intimidating block of muscle and if shed been inclined to make a fuss which she wasnt as a rule one look at him likely would have changed her mind. She was still buttoning up her baggy outfit when he ushered her over to one hed called Boss, feeling vaguely ridiculous. These were people who dealt with life and death danger everyday and she didnt belong here. She knew that and they must know it too. Yes. Im Violet. Foster, I mean. Im ready for Violet paused and ran her tongue over her dry lips. Ready for what exactly? She didnt feel ready for anything except maybe to crawl into the nearest hole and pray they forgot she even existed. Im ready.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

Boss shook his shaggy head. No. No, here you are Forward Eleven. We are going to call you Ell or Ellie if you make a girl of it. While he whispered, Sketch appeared from the dimness and laid his hand on Boss shoulder, tapping his fingers in a rhythm. In 80 seconds you will leave this base and be escorted through the dragons teeth to the road. I will make sure your He caught himself with a click of his teeth. I will make sure everyone knows you were ready. Sketch gripped his shoulder again and he rose quietly from the stool taking Violets arm, holding her close. He smelled of sap, damp leaves and controlled fear. I wish I could tell you that things were going to be okay but all I know is that this is all new. Nothing like it has ever happened before. I dont know what you are going to find but I think if you bring to that what you brought here well, you will be ready. Moments later two scouts, a wire thin woman with a scar that dragged at her right eye and a dark skinned man with a shaved head, appeared from behind Sketch who flattened to one side making room. The long knives in their strapped scabbards rested their well used hilts against the soldiers' chests. The Bald one had a sword as well, thick bladed and rounded to its point, a chopper, hanging at the belt. This was not going to be a flight of elegance. They reached out for Violet but Boss didnt let go right away. You have anything you want to leave? Anything to send back?
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

Violet nodded her understanding. Forward Eleven. Ell. Her eyes trailed over to her right as a thin boy probably no older than herself, if that, joined them or rather joined the one called Boss, tapping at his shoulder but otherwise ignoring her presence. Despite the quiet, there was an intensity to the whole room that had her nerves jangling, although she tried not to show it. It was entirely out of her hands. In a way it was out of theirs as well. There was no point in making it more difficult on them by acting as frightened as she felt. No, I She hadnt brought much. She didnt have much to bring. Just a few personal things and an old folded up photograph of her parents before she was born. She thought about sending that back to her mother or maybe something written down, something that sounding encouraging, a see you soon, everything will be fine. In the end though, she shook her head, glancing at the soldiers with the scars and well-worn blades. No. I dont guess so. Im okay. It sounded hollow even to her but it was the best she could manage. Violet told herself she would simply do what they said out there and they would get her through. They did this sort of thing everyday. Except when they did it, they got to come back afterwards. She was going out there to stay. I dont get to come back , she reflected, a cold empty feeling settling into her stomach as she finally let that thought linger. I have to stay. With them. Until Even that she didnt know.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

The carriage itself was a deep black with a ghost sheen of blue that played across its panels like some great carapace. The coachman's seat was empty but the traces were quite tight on the horse. The unfortunate animal did seem to be a real horse and it was terrified. Violet could see it shaking, its skin flicking madly and nearly wet with lather. Its eyes rolled wildly and it stepped from side to side but seemed to be pinioned by the lines of the carriage which did not move at all. The thick door of the vehicle swung open as she reached out. It was propelled by a tiny brass spring at the top, or at least it looked like a spring, or a shaft, or a rod perhaps but it withdrew instantly and in memory seemed to resemble a tiny arm and hand more than anything else. But with the door open, it had disappeared into the dark interior. Heavy scarlet hangings layered the walls, their brocade patterns catching the light from the advancing morning. The cushioned ledge of a long couch seat was just visible in the shade and from the interior wafted a thick scent of flowers like some hidden floral cave.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

Violet took a step back, startled as the door swung open. Hello? she asked cautiously, peering into the darkened carriage. The horse could be heard stamping and snorting under the control of its invisible master up front and she had more than a little sympathy for it. The survival-oriented part of her brain screamed for her to turn around, leave this thing, but logically there wasnt any other choice. A glance over her shoulder found the Scouts already gone. There was no going back. Forward was the only option. Stepping up into carriage, she took a seat on the bench, wrinkling her nose at the strong scent of flowers that wafted over her and wondering what came next.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

The interior of the carriage was rounded and lavishly hung with the scarlet draperies. The door had an oddly round window framed by the hangings. The upper hemisphere of the seating area was a collection of bronze and brass arabesques inlaid into the ceiling. Even in the dimness their strange circling paths promised vertigo if one were to follow them too long. The door began to slowly shut like a bank vault, a ponderous closing, sunlight narrowing to a thin crack around the circular plate and then with a clunking snap it was closed leaving Violet in the fragrant dark with only the round window for light and it had very nearly succumbed to those red drapes. No sooner had the door touched home than the whips gave a double crack sending the horse into a fit of fearful cries. The whole rig shuddered with the effort of the beast pulling at its weight but it was a moment more before it began to move, spoked wheels grinding forward over the dusty asphalt road. And when it started moving there was a sudden scrabbling above her. Some small creature was grabbing for purchase amid the curled carvings in the ceiling. Violet could now clearly see a small being no longer than half her forearm, maybe two hands long. It had nearly transparent wings easily as long as it s body and as it frantic tried to rearrange itself as a hidden shape among the many above Violet, those wings shimmered a dragonfly green. Its body gleamed a brassy bronze and flexed entirely naked. It had a set of smallish breasts but also a tiny erect penis jutting slightly past thin hips. She struggled and twisted until she noticed Violet watching her and then snapped into a shape, small arms akimbo, legs cocked outward. Her hair was a shock of gold, like a candle flame caught in the act of being hair. No longer holding on to anything though, the small figure only hung in the air for a moment before tumbling into the cushions across from Violet with a muted thump.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

Violet found the interior of the carriage vaguely unsettling, too dark by far, and seeming like nothing but red where the light peeked through draperies. Not to mention theres no one driving it. She jumped when the door finally swung shut and then again when the carriage leapt into motion. Taking a deep breath and crossing her arms tightly over her chest, Violet berated herself for being so skittish. It was understandable, but she couldnt spend the entire time behaving like a frightened mouse. Not that that wasnt what her hosts probably already thought of them as -- mice. Lab mice, maybe. Her resolve was immediately tested upon hearing a noise above and Violet ducked back, halfway expecting something horrible to fall on her head. Instead was, wellshe didnt know what exactly. A little person. A fairy, perhaps. She tried to remember exactly what she recalled about such creatures and cursed herself for not at least bringing some kind of guide. Something with a danger rating might have been nice, one to ten how likely it was to kill someone, one being guaranteed, ten being not nearly as fast as youd like. This creature looked safe enough though, cute almost, like anything miniature. Of course she knew from stories that some of the Fae were so beautiful that their appearance alone was enough to fatally entrance a mortal. She watched it struggling, almost as if it wished to hide itself, before falling onto the adjacent seat. Violet continued to stare for a moment until finally curiosity took hold. Umhello? Are you alright? Her tongue ran nervously over her dry lips. I mean are you like my escort or something? Do you talk?
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

The little creature popped a small head up, its hair snapped to attention a moment later. She had solid gem-tone blue eyes and a sweet, heart-shaped face full of mischief. She was of course naked but didnt seem to notice in the slightest. Sitting up on the seat she opened her mouth and made a sound that sounded somewhere between a singing cricket and a warbling frog. Beyond the round window, the buildings of the town slowly wandered by, none of them particularly intact. Their destruction seemed as much an act of nature as of the invasion. One house, a two story apartment amid the debris of others like it, was bowed out like the moment after an explosion, its every brick and board separated. But each of those bricks, each board was held in place by vines and trees warped around their structure capturing them in their outward collapse, freezing them in geological time. The wild haired imp hopped up to stand on the seat in an instant and adopted a fighting stance like a Victorian boxer, little feet dancing back and forth, tiny fists curled inward and circling around. But a moment later she thought better of that and shifted to a stance with her hands on her slim hips looking Violet over, her jewel eyes critical. Her penis was still very erect but she didnt seem to notice that either so it seemed quite natural on her. They passed another house where the front had been ripped off leaving the inside entirely intact. Everything in it hung as if the people had just disappeared and the teacups had yet to tumble. At the downstairs table a bit of toasted bread hung in mid air, a bite gone from its corner. A paper hung open over the couch as if just thumbed open. In an upper bedroom, before a pink rimmed mirror, a princess brush hung in midair, part-way through a brushing stroke that it would never finish. The bronzed being touched her chin in consideration and then came to some internal conclusion. With a little dance step she offered a bow and her tall hair seemed to flop over. Then she straightened up with a sawtoothed grin just short of wicked and offered a miniature hand to shake.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

Violet had set no rules for herself when it came to dealing with the Fae. Things had simply happened too quickly for her come up with any kind of plan. Nor had she been given much advice. Perhaps nobody knew any to give, contact with the Fae generally being so final, or perhaps no one really expected her to survive long enough for it to matter. Still, as she found herself being drawn in by the little creature, Violet knew she should be cautious. It might be dangerous, terribly dangerous, however it looked. Yes, Violet knew that, but that didnt keep her from being charmed by the creatures behavior. By the end of its little pantomime boxing act, she already felt a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Perhaps if she had glanced at the window instead and caught sight of the strange and eerie ruins they were rattling past, it might have wilted just quickly. These things went unnoticed though. Her attention had been entirely captured by the little winged man. Or woman, she thought, not quite able to decide which between its small breasts and pointed erection. The latter might have seemed distractingly lewd or even threatening on a larger creature but the effect wasnt quite the same on something so small. When it shifted its feet and dropped into a bow, Violet returned its grin with a genuine smile, leaning forward in her seat in order to extend the first two fingers of her right hand. Hello. My name Violet. She already knew it couldnt speak, at least not in a language she knew, so she could only hope it understood her own words. Im Im the one the Elland asked to come. Its very nice to meet you.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

The smile was already turning into a shark's grin when the words Im the one the Elland asked to come fell between them. The little creature jumped back like she had been stung, flopping her hands and wheeling legs to land in the knees-and-elbows version of a knotted string. Her wild hair shifted and a face popped out from between cupped hands with a chirrup. She stood abruptly and her wings snapped out in a dizzy flutter to lift her up a few inches as she squinted at Violet, taking in her face. Then she huffed out a dejected sigh and her wings snapped back in letting her fall to the cushion like a grumpy matryoshka doll. She stumped to the edge of the cushion and held her hand out again, this time more like it was a duty. She impatiently waved the extended fingers closer and then reached out and gave then a shake before leaping through the air to land in Violet's lap and flop over like a teenager on her bed. Beyond the window, the town slowly rolled by, signposts bleached white from the sun and peeling their reflective paints into the wind, flowers and wild vines blaring up every surface, a violent shout of nature through the patient works of man. The little creature splayed out over Violet's lap and uttered an exaggerated snore cranking her mouth open to make the point even as her little cock stood up at its eternal twelve oclock. The carriage that had been ambling along began to pick up its pace and there seemed to be an air of urgency about it, an expectancy in the funeral floral scent.
Thread: Across the Veil (NornSavant x Strangefate)

Violet could not help but notice the effect that mentioning the Elland had had on the little creature. It leapt away, jagged grin receding into something more uncertain. Whether the name alone commanded fear or granted her a kind of safe passage among the Fae, it was hard to know. Perhaps both. She had the uneasy feeling though that she may have just escaped something by the skin of her teeth. Cute or no, there was at least a fair chance her erstwhile travel mate had meant her harm up until that moment, even if it was now stretched out peacefully on her lap, looking as harmless as a housecat. You need to stay sharp , she reminded herself. Dont just judge them by how they look or even what they say. Always assume the worst. Yeah, right, great advice. Assume the worst. And then do what exactly? Violet preferred not to think about that. If she lingered too long on just how helpless she felt right now shed be too frozen to do much of anything when they arrived at their destination. It was important she make a good impression on the Elland if it was at all possible. Leaning back, careful not to disturb her little guest, she turned her head to watch the scenery speeding past and tried to let her mind drift. She wouldnt sleep, there wasnt much chance of that, but the journey through the woods had been exhausting. She could at least shut her eyes for awhile and try to get whatever rest she could before facing whatever lay ahead.