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Now, I visit my tumblr about four times per día for supplies and amusing convos with a few people I rather like a great deal, but something came up on my dash that pissed me off to no end. No, this is not a point for jokes and laughter this crossed the line.

I am not a prude. I am so far from a prude tu could not imagine, but there has to be a freaking line where the humour stops and tu realize tu are dealing with human beings.

Don't encroach!

As it is the ARWEN spot, I thought I could talk about my pissitude here. Again, I will take this down if anyone doesn't get where I am going here from this simple shot and begin making 'huurrrr hurrr comentarios and snickering behind their hands' like a pubescent teen unfamiliar with human biology. I don't care if it is imaginings o not.

IT IS NOT APPROPRIATE.

Act your age, not your shoe size ladies. mostrar a little class.

Why are people so juvenile? It is one thing to crack jokes but stop making it so beyond personal.

tu think this shit doesn't get back to the actors in question? How do tu think it makes them feel as people? They are just people. I don't care how much tu may o may not be infatuated with them, tu have no right as a sentient human being to put shit up like this and think there are no reprecussions. Have some grace.

THIS IS NOT FUNNY!

I've seen some stuff on tumblr that makes me cringe cause no one seems to know where the line is.

Please stop it. It is rude and very dehumanizing. OH and be warned. I really, really will get hateful if this becomes a point for laughter.
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posted by kbrand5333
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So this is my post-s5 Arwen fic. It is Arwen, though it takes place after season 5, I promise.


    When Gaius told her, she felt a flurry of emotions. Shock. Joy. Sadness. Anger. Fear.
    Guinevere, queen of Camelot, was with child.
    Shock, because they had been trying for over three years with no results. She was beginning to fear that she was barren.
    Joy, because she had something of Arthur left within her, something good and innocent and pure that would carry on his legacy.
    Sadness,...
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-Finale-

    The hora comes at last, after Arthur cursing the sun, swearing it is moving the wrong way, changing his trousers three times, and forgetting how to fasten his belt.
    He stands at the front of the great hall, Geoffrey at hand, still and calm as always. His presence should have a calming effect on Arthur, but instead it only serves to annoy him.
    “Any minuto now, Sire,” Merlin says, stepping up to straighten Arthur’s chaqueta and otherwise check that he looks perfect on the outside, even if he is trying...
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    Being Friday night, parking is troublesome. Lance finds a place for his Citroën a ways up the block, and Arthur piggybacks on the spot, squeezing his motorcycle in sideways in front of Lance’s car, the front tire on the sidewalk.
    “Arthur, you’re going to get a citation,” Gwen cautions, but Arthur seems unconcerned.
    “Nice motorbike,” Lance comentarios as Gwen once again stuffs Arthur’s chaqueta away.
    “Thank you. Her name is Morgana,” Arthur says, sweeping his arm grandly.
    “Morgana?...
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posted by kbrand5333
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Had to add it. Just had to.
Okay, I will confess: I normally hate fics that steal from song lyrics. But I amor this song and have always found its story charming, and it seemed a perfect fit. Song lyrics are in italics, like mini-chapter headings. Hope tu enjoy.

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say,
Please share my umbrella.


    It’s raining. Again. I’ve gotten into the habit of carrying my umbrella with me constantly this summer it’s been so wet. I glance at my watch and sigh, just having missed the anterior bus. That means nine minutes. Nine minutos of standing here in the damp. But at least...
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    Gwen folded the sheets and arranged them nicely at the edge of the huge bed. Wiping the sweat that trickled down the side of her temple, she circled Uther’s cama and walked over to the late king’s cupboard. She thrust it open, took out some of Uther’s favourite attire and closed the cupboard. She took the attire and hung it over Uther’s favourite chair por his mesa, tabla and took a step back.
    “Hmm… this will do nicely today,” she dicho to herself and smiled.
    Stepping forward, she wiped the speck of dust on...
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    Gwen played with her food. She is not hungry, though she knows she has to eat. She still has some undone chores back in the castle, and she needs energy to complete them, but not even the delectable comida in front of her could get her attention. Finally she pushed the plate away and sighed, leaning back against the chair. Someone knocked at the door. Gwen looked startled. The knock came again, this time in a hurry. She tightened her fingers around the cup she held while the other grabbed the edge of the table, her nails planted into the firm wood.
    “Gwen?”...
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