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pien-art · 9 months
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two beginnings , moiraine’s training at the white tower <3
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squishysoftmonsters · 2 months
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💚Let's normalize and accept the beauty of imperfect monsters..to treat them like the ones we grew up with. Thin wolves,thicc ghosts,eyeless beasts and human sized critters.
Every monster is gorgeous,no matter what parts they lack or have multiple of. Everyone of them is worthy of love,appreciation and effing! I'd love to see scenarios with unusual looking monsters! They're also underrated and underutilized like bugs and otherworldly creatures!💚
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emmmsie · 7 months
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You are loved if you are reading this. You are cared for. You are heard. You are important. You are LOVED.
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momo-the-goob · 5 months
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Dear transphobes
Why are you up at three in the morning frothing at the corners of your mouth thinking about other peoples genitals like a fucking weirdo
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dumblr · 1 year
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dependently-und3cided · 4 months
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I don't want to be ruined, I want to be loved.
I want to be understood and accepted.
I want to be treasured and valued.
I want to be loved the way I love.
So for now I will start by loving myself that way ✨
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in-love-with-movies · 10 months
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Accepted (2006)
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reformedmoth · 8 months
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STRANGERS AND FRIENDS | The Wheel of Time 2x3
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I don’t like Bill. But this moment is actually adorable ^_^
Thanks, Jen
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wot-tidbits · 2 months
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Next season's Accepted dress just dropped
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pien-art · 1 year
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I couldn't stop thinking about the little painting inside the ter'angreal that Siuan and Moiraine have, so i just had to draw them within it <3
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print available here!
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motion90affect · 6 months
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BE WHO YOU WANNA BE.
BE HOW YOU WANNA BE.
BE WHAT YOU WANNA BE.
BE ONLY YOU
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Um...*looks at you shyly*...would you be willing to write for Gale Cleven after MOTA comes out? Because I'm obsessed with him already and want nothing more than to be his little 40s housewife lol.
You know what? I’d love to, I’ll sure try, how about that? It’ll be a exercise for me to just be bold and come up with something and actually complete it soon. And. 1940’s are my jam even if I’m not half as knowledgable as I’d like to be and some fellow mutuals are on women’s service during the war. But for a cute lil fic I can swing it. Which brings me to… a poll as to what’s wanted.
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nobeerreviews · 1 year
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People who fit don’t seek. The seekers are those that don’t fit.
-- Shannon L. Alder
(Luzern, Switzerland)
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astheskycries · 4 months
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Accepted- 7
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Planning a wedding with the man she loves and working small jobs with SHIELD seems like an easy task, but now that Jonathan is dead, Maggie and Steve have to continue tracking down HYDRA and cleaning up the mess left behind- which is easier said than done when the Winter Soldier has returned.
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“What do you mean it was compromised?” Steve demands, jacket gone and the tie loosened around his neck as he paces his floor, Bucky and T’Challa listening.
Steve’s previously perfectly gelled hair is mused from the frequent hand running through it, with the top two buttons undone and his sleeves haphazardly shoved up to his elbows. He’s barely managed to change, sounding more and more concerned since returning to the room Tony arranged for Bucky to stay in. “Why would they be ambushed in one of Tony’s warehouses?”
“The warehouse was an ambush,” FRIDAY calmly repeats from the ceiling intercom, having reached out as soon as Steve returned. “The warehouse was sold by Mr. Stark years ago once the company changed. The HYDRA drive was recovered, but not without casualties.”
“Maggie?”
“… She was the main target. I have not heard from them since Agent Romanoff gave emergency treatment-“
“Emergency?” Steve demands, heart dropping to his stomach. He was so worried, so focused on recovering the piece of his past he had left, the only family he could rely on since he became Captain America, and now he was paying the price. Maggie was paying the price.
“She was hit by a bullet, Maximoff tried to keep the wound closed but there was still significant blood loss. After Romanoff consulted Dr. Banner and Mr. Stark they went dark as the safe house was considered compromised.”
Of course. “Keep me posted as soon as you know where they are. I want to see Maggie.” He lets the call end before releasing a heavy breath, leaning against the back of the couch. “This is my fault…”
“No,” Bucky says firmly, watching his every move. “You couldn’t have known it would have been an ambush.”
“No,” Steve sighs. “But I also haven’t been trying. I’ve been pushing off everything Maggie says, from missions to the wedding to everything she’s faced with HYDRA.”
Bucky nods slowly. “So basically what I warned you about?”
Steve ignores his friend’s slightly smug dig, lost in thought. “I really messed up.”
“Maybe,” Bucky grips his shoulder, just like he used to before the serum changed them both. “But even if you’re a stubborn punk, you two will get over this. Just talk to her.”
Steve sighs before reaching into his pocket, pulling out the engagement ring from his pocket. “I don’t think that’ll work this time…”
Bucky raises an eyebrow. “She gave it back?”
“Found it on the dresser in my room.” He examines it, lost in thought. Though it’s simple, it’s perfectly Maggie in its subtle charm. “I deserve it… But I’m going to get her back. Whatever it takes.” He nods to T’Challa. “I’m going after them. I’m bringing them home.”
The first thing I’m aware of is a musty smell, an almost damp heaviness that takes more effort to breathe through and hurts my side with every deep breath. The air is cool and clammy against my skin, and when I open my eyes I can see the dampness making the dark ceiling shine. I wince a bit as I turn my head, trying to see as much as I can despite the sharp pain in my ribs and how the room spins when I move my eyes. “Natasha? Wanda?”
“Here," Wanda gently takes my hand, hers feeling almost uncomfortably warm. “It’s ok, you’ll be ok.”
“Where are we?” I manage to croak out, mouth feeling like dry cotton and throat almost raw.
“We found a cavern to stop in,” Natasha is on the other side, and I manage to turn my head to see her gathering bloody gauze and shoving it in a section of her bag. “You rest, we managed to stitch it up but you still lost a lot of blood.”
I cringe a bit as I swallow, trying to focus. “Steve?”
“We dropped contact,” Natasha says softly, looking over at me. “It’s safer until we know we aren’t followed.” I manage to nod, and she passes me some water and a straw. “How are you feeling?”
I take a sip, some of the sharp throbbing in my head easing. “I’m ok.” Everything hurts, but we’re safe and alive. “As soon as I’m able to move, we can get to a safer area.”
“Don’t force it,” Wanda rests her hand on my head, easing some of the pain. “We can accelerate some of the healing, but the blood… Well, we need to make sure you’re well enough to travel before we move again.”
I grunt a bit, managing to turn to look around the cavern. There are two backpacks resting by my feet, in close reach for any other emergencies. I notice the frown on Natasha’s face before the gun appears, and I try to sit up when she shifts. “Natasha-“
“Stay here.” She doesn’t look away from the entrance, silently padding into the open as Wanda checks my gauze. Though Wanda seems unconcerned, I can only imagine how exhausted she must be between the mission and trying to help me heal faster.
“Don’t worry about me,” Wanda says quietly, magic still floating around the wound. “I’m keeping you stable until we return to the compound- Banner’s machine should be able to regrow the cells and help you recover faster.”
Natasha returns, and seconds later I see Steve in uniform and rushing to my side. I blink, sure it’s a dream, but he gently takes my hand and strokes my knuckles as he kneels beside me. “Steve…”
“Shhh, rest baby,” His voice is soft and gentle, grip flexing before he leans over and presses warm lips to my temple.
“What are you doing here?” I frown, trying to move my hand free and a bit overwhelmed. “Why now? Why after all this time?”
“Did you think I would let you go?” I make a face, opening my mouth to argue, but he continues on before I can speak. “I love you, Maggie. I’ll never let you go again.” I try to move, but nurses move as Wanda lifts me with her powers, bringing me into the jet and a machine before the pain in the shift takes over, bringing me back to the darkness.
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downfalldestiny · 8 months
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Life is about accepting the challenges along the way, choosing to keep moving forward,
and savoring the journey 🚆⛰️ !.
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