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dontcxckitup · 26 days
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what kind of hot are you?
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person on the train reading a book hot You're totally their type. Well, you're not. But that's what the passenger across from you is thinking as you sit there, completely oblivious. You're mysterious, and serene, and look so natural sitting there on the train they think your feet might be bolted to the floor the way the chairs and safety rails are. You're in your own world, you're reading something with an intriguing title, and without even knowing it passengers are praying for some reason that you'll look up and ask for their number. You don't, of course. And they don't ask for yours, either. How could they disturb such a peaceful moment? But despite the fact that nothing was said, they managed to fall in love with you for 15 minutes. For the rest of the day they think about what your voice might've sounded like, what your interests might've been, how you might've smiled at them like they were your whole world if they'd managed to make you feel that way. You have that effect on people, in case you didn't know.
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auntiezelda · 3 months
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The reason neither Zelda nor Faustus succeeded in leading the Church of Night in their satanic worship is because they are both heralds for other gods.
Ironically, in taking Edward Spellman out and replacing him with Faustus Blackwood the door was opened for Lucifer's demise. Of course there is Sabrina, who likely could re-open said door for her biological father... had she not been raised by Zelda.
I find it so funny/interesting that two Academy students of a similar age, both promised to Hell and Lucifer, would be chosen for such different paths; two students who, mind you, desired to be High Priest(ess) in their satanic faith.
That said, I do very much myself believe that while Zelda is a herald of Hecate, she is also a champion for Lilith.
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deathinfeathers · 1 month
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And I'm awarе that you were lying in the gutter 'Cause I did everything to be there by your side
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mahomes15-hq · 7 months
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Patrick Mahomes accompanies his wife, Laura Mahomes (Harrier) @lohrrier, to the Underwater Dinner Dance at Subsix on August 18th, 2023.
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killatrav-hq · 7 months
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Travis Kelce accompanies his girlfriend, Natalia Dyer @ofdreamsnatdyr, to the Underwater Dinner Dance at Subsix on August 18th, 2023.
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webxfshame · 2 months
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REPOST & LIST 6 SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE.
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"JUST" - RADIOHEAD
Can't get the stink off, He's been hangin' 'round for days Comes like a comet Suckered you, but not your friends
"TURN THE LIGHTS OFF" - TALLY HALL
Bend the nightmare You control it Artful dodger, Easy does it
"SATELLITE MIND" - METRIC
Comin' home 'cause I want to Hang out with a starlet Stare up at the ceiling Preview of the screening Flashback of a feeling
"STARE INTO THE SUN" - THRICE
I see the parts, but not the whole I've studied saints and scholars both And no perfect plan unfurls Do I trust my heart, or just my mind?
"I WAS A TEENAGE ANARCHIST" - AGAINST ME!
It was a mob mentality They set their rifle sights on me Narrow visions of autonomy, You want me to surrender my identity
"VIENNA" - BILLY JOEL
Slow down, you're doing fine You can't be everything you want to be before your time Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight (tonight) Too bad, but it's the life you lead You're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need
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hxdesofunderwxrld · 3 months
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what kind of love are you?
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Love as a Force of Nature Your love is like whiplash –– it comes in with the rain, it blows the doors wide open. When you fall in love, it is sudden and hard and immense. It is powerful. It is earth-shaking and world-ending. Nature is a force, and that force can be destructive if you're not careful. See how the world is doused in gasoline and set on fire –– your love consumes, your love takes, your love burns. You're hot and cold all at once, a hurricane and a wildfire bound together in skin, and when you're in love, it can feel like it's eating you alive from the inside out. When you love, it is with everything you have because it is everything you have. Be careful, darling, because not everyone survives the storm.
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lyanna-aarvik · 3 months
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Let me assign you an affection language
tagged by. @ourvoids 💖
tagging. @piecesofacrow @104thsquadfam and anyone who wants to do it
LYANNA'S RESULT
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lottieee-xoxo · 7 months
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Lottie Knight (Tomlinson) is accompanied by her husband, Awsten Knight @knightofawsten, to the Underwater Dinner Dance at Subsix on August 18th, 2023.
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desertdigger · 3 months
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"He learned how to smile through the pain. Not because he was happy, but because it was the only way he could keep going."
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vixtionary · 11 months
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THE VIEW FROM the Argent hilltops was inspiring. An explosion of life flourishing in the western expanse with water dividing the earth & sheltering the Silent Forest from mundane interference. Beside the two men, a Vindoran steed was grazing peacefully, its dark tail swishing ever so often. It had been a peaceful spring morning; an inconspicuous setting that would have never prepared one for the carnage to come. Now, as wet eyes traversed over scorched grassfields, all Fidel could think about... was death.
Death in the warcries of soldiers; death in the red tinge of the river's flow; death in the rattling of heavy machinery being pulled to join the decimation. Death, in the hand of his General; who solemnly stood above the battlefield, eyes assessing — no, knowing the predicament. Soon, the battle culminates. It becomes apparent then, even to the untrained eye of a mere pursuivant.
They were heading towards a swift and dishonorable defeat.
It would not be long now. The flying cavalry deployed could be faintly sighted in the horizon; thanks to clear skies. But, the Demacian front was not to be underestimated. They had accounted for that visibility by timing the entrance correctly. The raptors are far too agile for cumbersome Noxian machinery to follow. In the time it takes to load a catapult, a simple swoop of the legendary beasts would have cleaved a dozen arms from the frontline.
Fidel's eyes searched for answers in the General's gaze. But when he sought him out, the shadow of dark wings sowed trepidation anew; youthful features wrinkling with a shiver. Their cursed aura poisoned the air, enveloping them both. Fidel's limbs froze when he took note of the malice in Swain's expression; his inhuman glare (which the young guard had yet to grow used to) was fixed on their winged adversaries. Instinctively, he took a step away from him, but his lip still quivered with a question he dare not ask. In a rare display of generosity, the Grand General offered him the answer.
"Tactical retreat. Go, run to the warmasons."
From the frayed edges of his well-worn captain's coat protruded a crimson shape that had Fidel instinctively avert his gaze. Humble origins, as a former farmhand from Tokogol, had equipped him with modesty; to bow his head before a power he could not understand. His lowered gaze tracked the shift of Swain's shadow. Darkness was pooling beneath him, rustling the weeds.
"Yessir." Quivered Fidel, but his meager run would soon be interrupted by a finalizing order.
"Take the mount."
The guard hesitated. But the birds congregating around them like a cyclone were enough of an incentive. Within the blink of an eye, he had already climbed in the saddle, hands gripping the reigns like a lifeline. Morbid curiosity beckoned him to turn his head; over his shoulder, he witnessed the dark force lifting his General off the ground as one might a puppet. His head was assaulted by whispering voices, sweat dripping over wide eyes. Swain's form elevated, wings stretched to full reach.
He closed his eyes.
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dontcxckitup · 4 days
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Ralph Fiennes and Indira Varma Man and Superman
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inxumerable · 7 months
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|I don't know why, but I feel an extremely strong urge for some timelord (or time traveler in general) to find come across David, after he's come back from not actually being dead. And then somehow they end up with a vampire as they companion. All the while David would be like "wtf is going on.|
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deathinfeathers · 9 days
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Taking a drive, I was an ideal
Looked so alive, turns out I'm not real
Just something you paid for
What was I made for?
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techie-waterwitch · 2 years
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ramidinler · 10 months
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Every time I runaway The thought of you will always find me Things will never be the same Can't move on but I'm still tryin' @irisfms
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