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overlyexcitedoutlaw14 minutes ago
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RDR2 Characters As Conversations I've Had With Friends Pt. 1
John: I saw this thing that said "I hope anyone with the name bill is also cursed with hearing the bill nye song when their lover repeats their name a bunch during sex"
Javier: That and cotton eye Joe are probably the worst songs to ever have sex to.
John: oh yeah, definitely.
Javier: wait wait the Macarena has to be on that list somewhere
John: no.
John: no that's the best song to have sex to.
Javier: absolutely not.
John: Sex, but make it groovy. Have a little dance break in the middle.
Javier: end this madness.
Arthur: I'm worried.
Sean: DANCE BREAK *wheezing*
Sean: you should be, English, we're a worrying bunch.
Javier: we really are. If you weren't worried, I'd be worried FOR you.
Arthur: I've learned to just nod and go along with it.
John: come on, sometimes you just gotta pull out and be like: HOLD UP, this is my jam.
-later on, out of the blue-
Javier: Christmas songs and sex don't belong together.
John: I second that. *starts wheezing again* I seriously cannot get Bill Nye and the Macarena out of my mind.
Javier: have fun.
Javier: ...just no sex.
John: so glad I'd never be with Bill.
Javier: *cracking up*
Javier: WAIT- SANTA CLAUS IS COMING TO TOWN- THATS GOTTA BE THE WORST ONE.
John: NO-
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iluvneganandjamie27 minutes ago
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Happy Birthday Jeffrey Dean Morgan 馃巶馃帀馃拫馃挏
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mistress-gif44 minutes ago
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鈥 鈧娐扳湩锔 藯 藦 藡 鈾 藥藠 藯 Happy Birthday, dimples! 藯 藠藥 鈾 藡 藦 藯 锔♀湩掳鈧 鈥
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tengomilpalabrasparatian hour ago
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Sabias QUE?
Jeffrey Dean Morgan celebra hoy su 55 cumplea帽os. Como atestiguan los numerosos homenajes en l铆nea, es uno de los actores m谩s aclamados de su generaci贸n.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan, el popular actor siempre ha querido mantener una parte de s铆 misma oculta. A los 55 a帽os, sigue siendo un hombre con muchas facetas.
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El carism谩tico Jeffrey Dean Morgan se encaminaba a una carrera deportiva, hasta que se lesion贸 la rodilla, por lo que dej贸 la universidad. En 1991 se interesa por el mundo de la interpretaci贸n y rueda su primera pel铆cula como actor, 'Uncaged', que pasa desapercibida, pero que le abri贸 las puertas de muchas series como 'JAG' o 'Urgencias'. Su gran oportunidad le vino con la popular serie 'Anatom铆a de Grey'. En el cine le hemos podido ver en cintas como 'Watchmen' , 'La v铆ctima perfecta' o 鈥淭WD鈥.
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Nacido en Seattle el 22 de abril de 1966, su carrera abarca una esfera de muchas 茅pocas y gustos diferentes en la historia estadounidense. Morgan no es solo una gran actor, es una inspiraci贸n, un icono y una persona encantadora. En este momento de su carrera, parece que hay pocas cosas que Jeffrey Dean no haya hecho.
Pero tenemos la sensaci贸n de que los pr贸ximos 12 meses van a ser m谩s grandes y mejores para Jeffrey Dean Morgan ya que promete m谩s cosas por venir. Despu茅s de todo, solo tiene 55 a帽os.
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隆Feliz cumplea帽os, Jeffrey Dean!
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chosen-one-factoryan hour ago
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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN - AVATARS merci de cr茅diter chosen.one 聽漏
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dead-swiftie-societyan hour ago
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the romantic tension between me and this one mutual is palpable
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chosen-one-factoryan hour ago
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JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN - AVATARS merci de cr茅diter chosen.one 聽漏
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bama744an hour ago
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The Cast includes:
Jack Huston as Judah Ben-Hur Toby Kebbell as Messala Morgan Freeman as Sheik Ilderim Nazanin Boniadi as Esther Rodrigo Santoro as Jesus Sofia Black D'Elia as Tirzah Ayelet Zurer as Naomi Haluk Bilginer as Simonides Mois茅s Arias as Dismas Pilou Asb忙k as Pontius Pilate David Walmsley as Marcus Decimus Marwan Kenzari as Druses Yasen Atour as Jacob
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dead-swiftie-societyan hour ago
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getting my first shot today and im very nervous, is it bad ? does it hurt ?
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leomo0nan hour ago
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Moreid minimal poster cause why not?
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I found this in my gallery and i couldn't find the creator of it if you know the creator tell me <3 (馃憞 that's the original picture)
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be-dazzling-beauty2 hours ago
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Morgan Ketzner
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super-joxyl-21312 hours ago
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This is Pattie-r and her sidekick Morgan Freeman Spider. Pattie-r enjoys eating camel meat. She might be, just a little mentally insane, but just a little.
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nmikaelsonimagines2 hours ago
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Dance With Fire: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine
Request from Anon:聽With Millennia, I don't mind the era, could you do one wherein Klaus is in love with a witch who dances at night with the fireflies? People (if it's not in his origin era) speak as though she's the most peculiar thing but he thinks quite the contrary; he's fascinated
Okay, so I went 12th century with this one! Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x聽
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There was only one thing that was keeping Klaus Mikaelson sane, and that was her.
He didn鈥檛 know her name, not yet, but had heard whispers from the townspeople about the peculiar young witch who danced with the fireflies at night. She had piqued his interest, an easy task considering how bored he had grown in twelfth-century Italy, and going to watch her had been worth it.
She was beautiful. The way her body moved as she danced with no music, the way the fireflies surrounded her, beads of light bouncing off her skin, reflecting in her eyes. She had seen him looking and smiled. Klaus smiled back, before she resumed with her dancing.
He had been back every night since, and each night, they had exchanged smiles without a single word passed between them.
He had never seen her in the daytime, at least, until now.
Elijah was talking to him, but he wasn鈥檛 listening. Not as he noticed her walk past, head down, looking so sad. 鈥淛ust give me a moment, brother.鈥 Klaus didn鈥檛 wait for an answer as he left, following the witch that he had spent the past week watching.
Something was pulling him closer to her, a need to know why she was so upset, and then to make it better. To destroy whatever it was that was making her so unhappy. He moved as quickly as his feet could carry him without using his supernatural speed, not wanting to scare her. Witches and vampires usually didn鈥檛 have a good rapport, but there was a part of Klaus hoping to change that.
He found her in an alley behind the market stalls, rummaging through a cloth bag. He went to call out to her, hoping that she would recognise him in the daylight, and that was when he realised that he still didn鈥檛 know her name.
Trying to think of the best way to approach her without making her jump, Klaus took a few small steps towards her before tapping her lightly on her shoulder. She turned, warily, and Klaus couldn鈥檛 help it when his heart leapt, noticing how her shoulders relaxed as she saw it was he who had followed her.
But he also noticed how her cheeks were flushed, her eyes red, clear evidence of the fact that she had been crying.
She was so different from the woman he had seen dance with fire, but she was nonetheless beautiful.
鈥淎re you okay?鈥 It was a stupid question, but it was the best Klaus could come up with. The witch looked up at him with big eyes, and for the first time, he saw their colour in their entirety. No wonder they had looked like they were sparkling in the reflection of the fireflies鈥 light. 鈥淲hy are you so upset?鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 you. You鈥檙e the man who comes to watch me.鈥 She wasn鈥檛 answering his question, but Klaus鈥檚 heart fluttered a little as she remembered him. He knew that he had always felt something for her, but he was starting to suspect that it was a little more than a crush.
鈥淵es. Now, why don鈥檛 you tell me why someone as beautiful as you looks so sad?鈥
Klaus noticed the small smile, the rouge in her cheeks as he complimented her. She didn鈥檛 speak, instead nodded to the people outside of the alleyway, the ones whispering as they looked at her. Klaus understood. 鈥淭hey don鈥檛 like you very much, do they?鈥
鈥淭hey think I鈥檓 strange. And, well, sometimes it hurts.鈥
Klaus wanted to tear every single townsperson limb from limb for hurting her, for insulting her, for making her feel like she wasn鈥檛 special, when he knew that she was unlike anyone else in the world, unique and better than the rest of them. She was the girl who danced with fire, wrapped in flames that Klaus wanted to climb through, to let burn his skin, all so he could get to her.
鈥淭hey鈥檙e wrong. I happen to think you鈥檙e rather wonderful.鈥
鈥淚s that why you come to watch?鈥
鈥淐all it curiosity.鈥 Klaus smiled at her, and felt his heart beat rapidly as she smiled back, sadness seeming to have disappeared in his presence. She really was something else. And he still didn鈥檛 know her name. 鈥淚鈥檓 Klaus, by the way.鈥
鈥淚 know. Everybody knows.鈥 Klaus looked on as she held out her hand for him to shake; he wondered what those delicate fingers would feel like wrapped in his hair as he kissed her. 鈥淚鈥檓 Y/N.鈥
鈥淲ell, it鈥檚 very nice to meet you Y/N. Maybe we shouldn鈥檛 leave it as long next time.鈥 Klaus shook her hand, and as her skin touched his, he felt something he hadn鈥檛 felt in a very long time. There was a bond between the two of them, one that had the potential to be stronger than anything any sort of witchcraft could conjure.
Klaus was falling in love with Y/N.
He spent the rest of the day with her, walking through the streets of Italy, smiling when she looped her arm through his, leaning into him. No-one dared sneer at her in his presence, no-one dared approach them.
If this was the result of the twelfth-century, then Klaus decided he rather liked it. Maybe it wasn鈥檛 so boring after all.
That night, Klaus took his usual spot by the trees as he watched Y/N dance with her fireflies. He caught her eye and as usual, they exchanged smiles. At the end of the night, when she had finished, she ran over to him. 鈥淚 forgot to say, thank you for today.鈥
鈥淎nytime, love.鈥
Y/N leaned up and kissed his cheek.
Then she kissed his lips.
As her fingers tangled in his hair, just like he imagined, Klaus realised that they were very much the same. For tonight, as he shared his bed with the peculiar young witch, worshipping her like she deserved, Klaus would be the one to dance with fire.
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scratchtovoid2 hours ago
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Vanessa鈥檚 鈥渕ama鈥 & 鈥淩iver鈥 necklaces 馃グ
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morgankleinfeld2 hours ago
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饾挦饾惪饾惛饾惣饾挬饾惞饾惛饾惪饾挓, 饾憖饾挭饾憛饾挗饾挏饾挬.
Full Name: Mr. Morgan Arnold Kleinfeld.聽
Age: Thirty Four Years Old.聽
Occupation: Hotel Owner
Length of Time in Devner: Five Years
Traits: Grandious, Intellectual & Irritable.
Asthetics: Mcallan Whiskey, Chanel Bleu Aftershave & High-End Tailored Suits.
Song: Warm Shadow (Dactul Remix) by Fink
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饾惖饾惣饾挭饾挗饾憛饾挏饾挮饾惢饾挻
Triggers: Murder, Gun Shooting, Violence, Parental Death & Criminal Activity
When looking back upon the life that he鈥檇 left behind, there seemed to be a ghost taunting him. A once beautiful white farm house now stood decrepit and the years had not been kind. In an expensive suit, with a beautiful car directly behind him, a Mr Morgan Kleinfeld stood. This used to be his family home, but now it was just a shadow of his past. There were many happy memories here, but now all he felt was a dire sadness for the life he鈥檇 lost.聽
Morgan came from a poor area on the outskirts of Lousianna, where he was son of Margot and Harold Kleinfeld, two farm workers who had nothing but their day to day cheques to keep the family meals coming --- sometimes meals were scarce. But they always made sure there was something to eat for their son, their only son.聽
It taught Morgan how to graft, how to work and how to be appreciative of everything he got. He worked hard in school and made the honour roll. He was a shining example for his family. But he would quickly learn that some pain just never goes away.聽
His parents murder was something that tore through his life, a night out on the town, their date night as they liked too call it. A small trip down to the speakeasy they usually frequented. A gun shooting that ended the lives of his parents, some called it a tragedy, while others used it as a catalayst for their means to carry on.聽
The boy was now parentless.
He was lucky to have his family take him in, his aunt and uncle did as best as they could to give him the life his parents would have wanted; but it was so different. The farm was left to Morgan, but he struggled to go inside. Always standing on the porch, looking through the gate of the front door but never able to put his foot through it. Like he was stuck in time, he wished he could hear the old jazz records spilling out; but instead he was greeted with dead silence.聽
As time went on life did change for Morgan as he found a passion for business through his uncle, a hotel manager. That was where his uncle taught him what he knew about the key points of working in a refined establishment and would soon become Morgan鈥檚 first job. What he never expected was for the hotel to become his passion, he was a bright young man and the hotel recognised his hard-working abilities and how he put his entire being into his job.聽
He was not a normal teenager who was just there because they needed a job, he was there as often as he could be, grafting just as his parents had done; a lesson he never forgot, like an old picture in his mind.聽
By Twenty five he鈥檇 graduated The University of Michigan Ross; Business School where he was proclaimed聽鈥樷橳he one to watch鈥欌 or the聽鈥樷橬ew and Upcoming鈥欌 as they liked to call him. He became a charasmatic man, who could wow a room with his words and grandious behavior at times; his aunt and uncle couldn鈥檛 be more proud as they watched on as he took his scroll.聽
Instantly he stepped into a different world, yet again, as he took the role of CEO of a major hotel; unheard of for someone so young. It was like he was climbing and climbing and there was no limit to where he would go. But the biggest moment of them all was being offered to run one of their most famous hotels; a luxury, all around expensive and granduer hotel which seeped with everything you could imagine from riches, jewels and even the most expensive whiskey in the world.
At thirty two he owned his own hotel, it had been a long time coming but he went in with his his business partner and together they created the Kleinfeld-Vanderbilt Hotel Chains which featured award winning first class, five star hotels. Currently only two, they are wanting to expand and build more. Throughout his life, Morgan had always focused on work, but he also wants someone to share his empire with, everything had always been fleeting, no real long term relationships or anything of much significance.聽
But where will the world take him next?
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