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lolottes · 4 months

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Revenge for Ida

Ida Manson is an ex of Constantine's, it didn't end well….

So when Ida sees him in HER town, she's seething with old anger. So she does the worst thing she had in mind:

Tells her granddaughter and her best friends about Constantine

The phantom team was not going to disappoint her 😈

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scorchedcandy · 6 months

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How many times have you seen almost the face of someone you loved most

and deemed it worthy only of destruction for the crime of being almost

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wiirocku · 10 months

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Matthew 5:11 (KJV) - Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for My sake.

#Matthew 5:11 #blessed #are ye #men #revile #persecute #you #say all #manner #evil #against #falsely #My sake

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witcher-and-henry-cavill-stuff · 5 months

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Love's Last Breath

Blood pooled beneath your lifeless body as Klaus held you in his arms, his heart breaking with each passing second. Your heart had been ruthlessly torn from your chest, a cruel act orchestrated by Klaus's own mother, Esther. The pain in Klaus's eyes was unbearable as he watched you slip away, your life force fading.

Tears streamed down Klaus's face, mingling with the blood on his hands. His cries echoed through the desolate room, a haunting melody of grief and despair. He pressed his trembling hand against the gaping hole in your chest, as if trying to will your heart back into place, but it was futile. The damage was irreversible.

"Y/N," Klaus choked out, his voice trembling with anguish. "Please, my love, don't leave me. I can't bear to lose you."

You weakly reached up, your fingers brushing against his tear-streaked cheek. A faint smile graced your lips, despite the pain etched on your face. "Klaus," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "I love you. Remember that."

Klaus's heart shattered into a million pieces at your words, his love for you pouring out in a torrent of sorrow. He held you tighter, his body shaking with uncontrollable sobs. His eyes, filled with a mix of agony and rage, turned towards his mother, Esther, who stood nearby, watching the scene with a cold detachment.

Through the haze of his tears, Klaus's gaze hardened into a glare. His voice, laced with fury, cut through the air. "Mother," he growled, his voice filled with a primal rage. "You will pay for this. I swear on everything I hold dear, I will make you suffer for eternity."

Esther's face remained stoic, unaffected by Klaus's threats. She had always seen you as a threat to her plans, a weakness in Klaus's heart. But in that moment, she had underestimated the depths of Klaus's love and the lengths he would go to avenge you.

Klaus's eyes flickered with a newfound determination as he turned his attention back to you. He pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, his voice filled with a mix of sorrow and resolve. "I will find a way, my love. I will bring you back, no matter the cost. This is not the end for us."

As your life slipped away, Klaus held you tightly, his tears mingling with yours. He made a silent promise to himself, vowing to unleash his wrath upon those who had taken you from him. The darkness within him surged, fueled by the loss of the one he cherished above all else.

In that moment, Klaus became a force to be reckoned with, a man consumed by vengeance and love. He would stop at nothing to bring you back, to defy death itself, and ensure that his mother paid the ultimate price for her treachery.

But even as Klaus unleashed his fury, his heart remained with you, his beloved. He would not rest until he found a way to bring you back, to hold you in his arms once more. For love, even in the face of death, was a force that could defy all odds.

And so, with your life slipping away, Klaus embarked on a perilous journey, delving into ancient magic and making deals with dark forces. He would traverse the realms of the supernatural, facing unimaginable challenges and sacrificing pieces of himself, all in the name of love and his promise to you in your final moments.

As Klaus fought against the very fabric of existence, his love for you burned brighter. And in the depths of his soul, he knew that nothing, not even death itself, could extinguish the flame of his love for you. Days turned into weeks and months as Klaus delved into ancient texts and consulted with the most powerful witches. He scoured the world for a way to resurrect you, his determination unwavering. The pain of your absence fueled his every step.

But unfortunately, the witches failed to bring you back to life. Klaus sat in his art studio looking at your portrait that he painted. you were holding a rose while wearing a beautiful black gown with an elegant smile on your pink plump red lips.

Klaus sat holding your portrait, sobbing, and drinking wine. "y/n... I'm sorry love... I'm a terrible mate... please forgive me..." He said while looking at your portrait.

#TVD #klaus mikaelson x reader #x reader #one shot #against #imagine #Death #niklaus mikaelson

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ashtonsimeon · 5 months

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Godzilla Against MechaGodzilla (2002) is by far one of my favorite Godzilla films; absolutely blown away by the suit designs and the musical score. Human characters were pretty good too !!

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Purple + Chrome = <3

#godzilla #Mechagodzilla #2002 #against #Youtube

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mshalfemptygirl · 1 year

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Protective (S.R)

Plot: Spencer is very jealous after prison and this can be bad for his relationship with Reader.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Contents: against and fuffy, just a couple with problems but i love it

Request: meu cenário fav é post prison spencer sendo suuper over protective com a reader 😿💞 e tipo uma vez eles vão sair e tem um cara enchendo o saco dela e ele ficaria TAO PUTO ao ponto de quase prender o cara

A/N: Thank you so much for you guys liked my fics. I’ll let the link for Spencer Reid Masterlist in the end. Love y’all. Requests are open! Hope you like it!

It was the first time in public since Spencer got out of prison, he lived hell for months until his innocence was proven. I don't even like to remember how many sleepless nights I spent crying about not being able to see him, knowing he was suffering and having to deal with a lot of shit. It was all a nightmare. But now he was here, he was back in our apartment, his things were in the same place, his life was in the same place – but he wasn't the same person. That's why I tried to convince him to come to our favorite coffee shop, where we had our first date, to see if he felt a little happier. We had ordered our coffees and also some cookies to eat, I was trying to distract him by talking about my work teaching the children, that this week they learned about fruits and there was a student of mine who just liked all of them. She is so cute and lovely, I can’t stand it.

He pays close attention but at the same time I knew he didn't care, that his thoughts were far away. "Y/N, very interesting. Will you excuse me? I need to go to the restroom." He smiled and stood up without waiting for my answer. It hurt me a lot, seeing him so far away, I was trying so hard but he didn't seem to want to go back to his old life. It looked like he didn't want any more. When I realized I was already crying, a silent, suffering cry. I looked at the park across the street to distract myself, I had to pretend everything was fine.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow sit up and I turned my head quickly to see if it was Spencer. Well, it wasn't. "Oh, love, I'm sorry. Are you okay? Why are you crying? Did that guy treat you badly?" Great, if this man notices I'm crying so Spence will notice too. He kinda looks like him. I shook my head in negative. "No, No! He didn't do anything. He's cool, we're just going through stuff." I gave him a shy smile. "Oh, it's okay, my love! I'll be right there on the other side... if you need anything, angel...". He placed his hand on mine. I was so focused on the guy in front of me that I didn't even see Spencer come back to our table, he was standing right behind the guy, looking at me very angry. I pulled my hand away at the same moment.

"What a beautiful couple! Can you explain to me what the fuck is this? Did you found another guy while I being out, hm? Such fucking whore" I was shook. He never did that to anyone, he has never been rude to me or yelled at me like that. The man I love is gone and now he's turned into this."Honey, it's not like that at all, he just came over to ask if I was okay, I don’t know him and..." he laughed, and loudly, as if he didn't believe it. He was doing a scene in the middle of the cafe and people were looking at us. "Of course she is okay. More than okay. She's with me, you got it? She's my girlfriend, are you crazy? I can arrest you for harassment. She belongs to me, get out of here before I punch your face, asshole. " The young man stood up and waved at me before walking away. It seemed like he knew I was in trouble and that I was broken inside.

Spencer returned to his seat across from me, took a sip of his coffee. I stared at him, still not believing. He doesn't talk to me, he doesn't want to tell me what's wrong, he doesn't want to go to therapy or anything like that. And I love him so fucking much but I don't want to date someone if every time I go out with him he tries to hit someone, trying to humiliate me in front of everyone. I started crying again and then grabbed my bag, took one last look at him. His lips were together and he was looking at me in a mocking, challenging way, as if what happened was nothing and the whole cafe still wasn't looking at us. “Fuck you, Reid! Go to hell”, I stood up, headed straight for our apartment. I need to think. But I guess I lose him.

I was in the bedroom, under the white blanket eating my Ben & Jerry's Mint Chocholate Cookie ice cream to drown my sorrows while watching The Fault in Our Stars. I wanted their love, they loved each other and stayed together until the end. I wanted to stay with him until the end. I heard a noise at the main door, little by little the noise of the shoe on the wooden floor got louder and I heard a knock on the bedroom door.

I paused the movie, wiped the tears away before saying, "I don’t wanna talk, Spencer". I should have gone elsewhere, “Baby, please, can we talk?”. I sighed before saying "come in". He came in, and he was bad. It looked like he had been crying too. He sat on the bed and I looked into his eyes."Y/N, I'm really sorry. I was such an idiot, but I don't want anyone to touch you or go near you because you're mine and it’s not possession... fuck, it's just that in prison, I saw how they treated the women they came to visit and they told me things they would do to you...I'm just being protective. And it's not an excuse for what I've done, I've been such dick these past few weeks, I'm so sorry. I was so rude today. Please, Y/N, I love you", he sighed.

I started crying again, because I love him and I know he was trying but it's not enough. "Spencer, my love today was a hard day to me, I was talking but it seems that you don’t care and then you scream with the guy for talked to me. You call me whore. That’s so fucking heartbreaking. You really need help, please go to therapy, talk to someone. You almost hit him today for me. I love you but I can't live like this... I want you but you're ruining my plan", I let out a giggle. "Plan? What plan?" he asked me. "I made a promise that I would marry you if we survived prison but your mind is still there, I can’t compete with that. And you don't have to be jealous of me, I'm yours forever, body and soul. Promise me you'll go to find some help?", he came closer and ran his hand through my hair. "Promise, love. And I want make your plan happen. Sorry. I love you". I kissed him, a salty kiss because of the tears, then hugged him tight. Nothing will separate us.

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#spencer reid #spencer reid x fem!readr #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #criminal minds #fluffy #against #dr spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid fanfiction #matthew gray gubler

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opelman · 1 month

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The Blue Hour by Treflyn Lloyd-Roberts Via Flickr: The Yorkshire Air Museum's Dassault Mirage III lit up against the trees as dusk falls during a Centre of Aviation Photography night shoot. Aircraft: Armée de l'air/French Air Force Dassault Mirage IIIE 3-QH/538. Location: Yorkshire Air Museum, Elvington, York.

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yourlovelyspace · 1 month

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Together, we'll overcome every problem💝

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jvnejv · 8 months

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when my ship is canon i feel superior over all other ships and when its not canon i still feel superior by feeling like im rebelling against the canon storyline and being a brave adventurer

#me when aeon and serennedy dude #resident evil #aeon #serennedy #i typed ressenedy i almost cried #also #valeivera #jake and sherry #rebecca and billy #against #wintersberg #nivanfield #and such yk

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axelmedellin · 3 months

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Daily drawing 17 jan 2024

I have been informed that I'm obsolete for being against AI, so, there you go.

#obsolete #against #ai #daily drawing #drawing of the day #brush and ink #traditional art #axel medellin #axelmedellinart #axel medellin art

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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 2 months

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Sepultura - Common Bonds

#Sepultura #Against #Common Bonds #Release date: October 6th 1998 #Full-length #Genre: Nu-Metal Groove/Thrash Metal #Politics Society Literature #Themes: Satanism Death Anti-fascism (early); Politics Society Literature #Brazil

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estarion · 26 days

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feeling suuuper wary of @auburniivenus rn

#.demented ( crack )#auburniivenus #[ remember we're on the same side #against #fallesto #]

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wiirocku · 1 month

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Colossians 3:13 (MEV) - Bear with one another and forgive one another. If anyone has a quarrel against anyone, even as Christ forgave you, so you must do.

#Colossians 3:13 #bear #one #another #forgive #anyone #quarrel #against #even #Christ #forgave you #must do

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witcher-and-henry-cavill-stuff · 7 months

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Fragments of a Broken Heart: Geralt x Reader

The morning dawned, casting a harsh light upon the empty side of the bed. As y/n stirred awake, a sense of unease settled in their chest. Their hand instinctively reached out, searching for Geralt's comforting presence, but all they found were cold, abandoned sheets. Confusion and dread washed over them, and their gaze fell upon a letter resting on the bedside table, a silent harbinger of the pain that awaited.

With trembling hands, y/n clutched the letter tightly, their heart pounding in their ears. The words within held the power to shatter their world, and as they began to read, tears welled up in their eyes, blurring the inked lines that would forever change their lives.

My Dearest Y/N,

As the sun rises on this new day, I find myself compelled to set forth on a path that does not include you by my side. The weight of my choice bears heavily upon my conscience, yet I cannot deny the pull of destiny that binds me to Yennefer.

I have tried to fight it, to resist the allure of her enchanting presence, but her hold on my heart is unyielding. I cannot turn away from the connection we share, the deep bond that has been forged over time.

I know not how to apologize for the pain my departure will cause you, for the void that will fill your days. But I implore you to understand that this decision was not made lightly. The complexities of love and fate have brought us to this crossroads, and I am compelled to follow the path that calls to me.

I leave you now in the tavern, alone and adrift. It is not a fate I would wish upon anyone, yet it is the consequence of my choice. May you find solace and support among the strangers who pass through, for they will be your companions in the days to come.

Please know that my departure does not diminish the love we once shared. The memories we created together will forever hold a place within my heart. But in this moment, I must prioritize my own happiness, even if it comes at the cost of yours.

I wish you well, Y/N, and hope that time will heal the wounds inflicted by my absence. May you find love and joy in a future that is no longer intertwined with mine.

With a heavy heart, Geralt

With each word, a fragile piece of their heart crumbled, until the weight of the letter became unbearable. They held it close to their chest, as if trying to hold onto the remnants of the love they once shared. The tears streamed down their face, intermingling with the inked confessions of Geralt's choice.

A scream of anguish erupted from deep within Y/n's soul, tearing through the silence of the room. It was a raw, primal release of pain, a cathartic burst of emotion that echoed through the empty space. They cried out, their voice laced with heartbreak as if the sheer force of their screams could turn back time, undo the devastation that had been wrought upon their love.

Their cries reverberated through the room, the sound a haunting melody of despair. With each sob and wail, they expelled the anguish that threatened to consume them, their body shaking uncontrollably. The weight of betrayal, loss, and abandonment hung heavy in the air, mingling with the echoes of their shattered dreams.

As the waves of grief subsided, the reader crumpled to the floor, their body trembling with exhaustion. They clung to the letter, their knuckles turning white as they held onto the tangible remnants of their pain. The room felt hollow, a cavernous void that mirrored the emptiness in their heart.

Yet, even in the depths of their despair, a flicker of resilience bloomed within the reader's broken spirit. Through tear-stained eyes, they gazed upon the letter one last time, silently vowing to forge a path forward from the ruins of their shattered love.

With trembling hands, they released their grip on the letter, allowing it to flutter softly to the ground. Their tears became a bittersweet testament to the depth of their emotions, and as they took a steadying breath, they resolved to rebuild their life, to find solace and strength within their own being.

In time, y/n would rise from the ashes of their pain, their cries transforming into expressions of growth and empowerment. They would seek healing, leaning on the support of trusted allies and discovering the resilience that lay dormant within them.

As they stepped out into the world, y/n carried with them the fragments of a broken heart, their tears now mingling with a newfound determination. They would find their own path, reclaiming their worth and embracing the possibility of a future where love and happiness were not defined by Geralt's presence.

And as they walked away from the echoes of their screams, they set forth on a journey of self-discovery, knowing that in time, they would find a love that would cherish and value them, a love that would never leave them alone in the depths of a desolate tavern.

#henry cavill imagine #witcher x reader #against #imagine #one shot #henry cavill one shot #x reader #geralt of rivia x reader #henry cavill x reader #witcher imagine #yennefer of vengerberg #Heart break

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nando161mando · 6 months

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"Daisy from that detrans film yesterday is honestly making a stronger argument against detransition than for it.

I can’t imagine any trans people are looking at their posts today and going, yeah… I want that for myself."

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dk-thrive · 10 months

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I like swimming against the current, but only because it makes me feel I’ve earned the ease and pleasure of floating back to where I started.

— Jan Heller Levi, from “Conversation,” Once I Gazed at You in Wonder: Poems (Louisiana State University Press, 1999) (via Vale of Soul Making)

#Jan Heller #swimming #float #contradict #against #oppose #independent

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