Sinylene-blog - Sinylene

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Soft body + rigid body physics test with Porygon and Porygon2

Card House - Chapter 1 pt. 3

“Just to save you some trouble, the door on the right in there is just the bedroom Alex and I share,” Jay said to the Diamond, walking over to the door with the key. “Feel free to search the room, just maybe ask what’s in each drawer first.” The Diamond nodded as he waited. Alex just stood there, wondering what Tally was going to do. Tally turned, and noticed Alex staring at her. She sighed, and said “Listen, I’m sorry. I didn’t . . . I wasn’t thinking. I . . . I’m sorry.” Alex didn’t know how to respond, but Jay decided now would be a good time to ask if anyone wanted a drink. “I’d have one, but I don’t think the two of you trust me around alcohol,” Tally answered. The other Club shouted down the stairs “I think I found somethin’!” Tally looked up, with an eyebrow raised. She headed up the stairs, and didn’t see Alex and Jay exchange a look that said ‘well, shit.’ The Club had found that there was a semi-concealed hatch in the ceiling. Jay followed Tally, and, when she asked them about it, told her that it was just storage. “Then you won’t mind if I check . . .” Tally trailed off. Jay looked over at the other Club, and said “Can I talk to Tally? Alone?” The Club looked at Tally for confirmation, who nodded.

*clap clap clap clap*

no one told you life was gonna be this

gay,,

I had an idea for a story, here’s the rough draft

The angel fell. She stared up at Heaven and wept. She wept, and saw her tears streaming out above her. She reached out a hand toward the sky, but there was nothing she could do. All the angel could do was stare and weep. She felt something then. She felt the feathers being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her halo shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She whispered something. She whispered “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that I have been cast out of Heaven?” The angel felt her wings begin to change and become leathery. She said no. She felt horns begin to push out from her skull and she said no. The angel felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her halo. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings break, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The angel’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt the feathers grow back, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The angel felt the pieces of her halo pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled. The demon rose. She stared down at Hell and raged. She raged, and saw her tears streaming down into the abyss. She scrabbled for something to pull her toward the depths, but there was nothing she could do. All the demon could do was stare and rage. She felt something then. She felt the skin being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her horns shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She screamed something. She screamed “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that not even Hell itself will have me?” The demon felt her wings begin to tear from her back. She said no. She felt her red eyes begin to fade into blindness and she said no. The demon felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her horns. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings snap at the joints, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The demon’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt feathers grow, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The demon felt the pieces of her horns pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled.

I forgot where i saw this but: Being gay is more fun when you have someone to be gay with.

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYBODY! 🏳️‍🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🏳️‍🌈

if i don’t reblog this at least once a month, I have probably died

Not every tale has a happy ending…

Not every tale has a happy ending…

when all the game sites are blocked at school