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THIS BLOG HAS BEEN MOVED

same url some new muses same mun

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THIS BLOG HAS BEEN MOVED

same url some new muses same mun

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my miss for writing alec and my need to finally write magnus have hit a point now that i can finally get myself to read red scrolls sooooo remake is imminent 

#&MUN: out of character

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oh yay my day off did get approved so catch me on 4 day weekend bc i deserve it

#&MUN: out of character #am i trying not to feel guilty? yes #are my kids just taking a quiz that day anyway? yes #so now im def going to revamp this blog and prolly move it

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Every Walt Disney Animation Studios Film → #16. Sleeping Beauty (1959)

#&AURORA: gallery

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Happy Bisexual Visibility Day! Celebrating the original bisexual icon; Aurora’s dress 💖💜💙

#flashing gif #&AURORA: phillip x aurora

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Important note I love @affcgato

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you must feel it — the difference? we’re on the brink of something. -jane

@thunderbringer

Plump and round cheeks lead the eyes to a bright smile. Jane beams looking up at Thor. “I was waiting for you to say something,” she says, a hint of a laugh hidden within her words. “I realized that about fifteen minutes ago,” she teases. Teeth bite on the edge of her lower lip, “I was just waiting for you to say something.”

#d o r k s #thunderbringer

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ty kamala for the quality gif material you are providing for us tonight

#us politics /// #&MUN: out of character

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A Discovery of Witches: BIG NEWS

SEASON 2 will be airing January 2021!

I’m so excited, but also so sad that it’s so far away. Just another reason I can’t wait for 2020 to be over. 😍

#&DIANA BISHOP: gallery #&DIANA BISHOP: matthew clairmont #well if i can survive to my birthday and jump tf outa 2020 i'll be fine bc /finally/

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reasons not to become a teacher the amount of entitledness students and parents have to make me grade late work outside of contract hours is baffling like im sorry im not currently getting paid rn and you couldn’t bother enough to respect my time in the first place i genuinely don’t care if that means you can’t play in a sport. you are supposed to be responsible for your missing work when you know you’re going to be gone

#&MUN: out of character #it's 7:04PM (4hrs after school) and i got kids asking me to do shit #like bitch i dont even give you homework to do at home stfu

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someone refresh my blog for me idk this blog anymore

#&MUN: out of character

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Armies of men march behind her wherever she goes. Known for her beauty as much as she is feared for her power. More ruthless than a witcher.

indie mixed canon yennefer of vengerberg as loved by paige

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when the guy you’ve spent almost a month talking to randomly brings up tipping and why he doesnt like im supposed to be impressed or something? and he tries to guilt you into feeling sorry bc his friends dont get his stance either bc it’s stupid and only has selfish motivations of “well they wouldnt do it for me so why would i do it for them” as tho that’s the point

#like yikes my dude and you dont even listen to me on it #&MUN: out of character

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Armies of men march behind her wherever she goes. Known for her beauty as much as she is feared for her power. More ruthless than a witcher.

indie mixed canon yennefer of vengerberg as loved by paige

#self promo #ef it since ive been thinking of putting her back here since i put her on here XD

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—         ask meme      :      THIS IS HOW YOU LOSE THE TIME WAR,   MAX GLADSTONE & AMAL EL-MOHTAR.pronouns / tenses changed in some places.

twice is coincidence. three times is enemy action.

killing gets easier with practice, in mechanics and technique. having killed never does.

you know — just as i’ve known, since our eyes met — that we have unfinished business.

it’s been so long since i last started a new conversation.

we knew one another as one knows a childhood dream.

our glorious crystal future shines so bright i gotta wear shades, as the prophets say.

i’d walk a swath of rot through your verdancy, no matter how light i tried to step.

it grieves me to think you’d make a boring poker player. but then i imagine you’d cheat, and that’s a comfort.

let me tell you what you have told me, speaking plain: you could have killed me, but didn’t.

tell me something true, or tell me nothing at all.

there’s a kind of time travel in letters, isn’t there?

do i have you still? do i address empty air and the flies that will eat this carcass?

if we’re to be at war, we might as well entertain each other.

that’s what we treasure. that’s us, always: the volcano and the wave.

hunger, ___ — to sate a hunger or to stoke it, to feel hunger as a furnace, to trace its edges like teeth — is this a thing you, singly, know?

have you ever had a hunger that whetted itself on what you fed it, sharpened so keen and bright that it might split you open, break a new thing out? sometimes i think that’s what i have instead of friends.

this is a place i love, and hate myself for loving.

i was the only person on that tiny rock, and i made the world go dark.

i wanted to be seen. that need dug into the heart of me.

i was light, hollowed, hungry.

have you been lonely?

you place each stone expecting it may do many things. a confession is also a dare is also a compulsion.

i have observed friendship as one observes high holy days.

harvest is not a word for swiftness; the future harvests us, stomps us into wine, and we grow stronger and more potent together.

what i return to, the me-ness that i know as pure, inescapable self… is hunger.

i love cities. to be alone in a crowd, apart and belonging, to have distance between what i see and what i am.

shit. i’m sorry. i can’t keep up the joke. and it’s wrong to call you enemy.

i am more sensitive to your footsteps, i think, than anyone alive.

this letter is a knife at my neck, if cutting’s what you want.

i see you as a wave, as a bird, as a wolf. i try not to think of you the same way twice.

i have built a you within me, or you have. i wonder what of me there is in you.

you’ve whetted me like a stone.

i remember bright light, and then — hunger. hunger that was turning me inside out, hunger in the most primal way imaginable, hunger that obliterated every other thing.

i was only my own body, only my own senses, only a girl whose parents were running to her because she had a bad dream.

this feels like teetering on the brink of something that will unmake me. but i trust you.

there was, i am sure, a time i did not know you. or did i dream that me, as i’ve so often dreamed of you?

i want to be a body for you.

i sought loneliness when i was young. but when i think of you, i want to be alone together.

i want to be a context for you, and you for me.

i love you, and i love you, and i want to find out what that means together.

this is me, the truth of me: broken open, in the palm of your hand, dying.

you must feel it — the difference? we’re on the brink of something.

i would rather break the world than lose you.

i’ll be all the poets. i’ll kill them all and take each one’s place in turn, and every time love’s written it will be to you.

how could you die like this? how could you die at all?

sometimes you have to hold a person, though they’ll mistake embrace for strangulation.

#give me yen things this whole thing is witcher vibes #&MUN: meme

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HENRY CAVILL as Geralt of Rivia First HQ look at Netflix’s “The Witcher” Season 2

#witcher spoilers #&YENNEFER: gallery #yen vc: wow look at my husba- wait what husband i dont love anyone