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flowerytale · 4 months
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The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
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typelikeagirl · 1 year
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world-of-yana · 4 months
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Happy 4th Birthday to
“2 Grown Men Attempt the Presidential Fitness Challenge”
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tswiftupdatess · 4 months
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Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce leaving the game tonight!
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dailykafka · 4 months
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— December 31, 1911 / Franz Kafka diaries
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chalamet-chalamet · 4 months
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12/31/23-Wow! This is amazing ✨🍫✨
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callmefirefly · 4 months
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1rabbitdaily · 4 months
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🐇 Dec 31 2023
So, clearly 'continuing at my own pace' did not happen! I am bummed I wasn't able to keep up with this project— I was looking through past drawings yesterday morning like dang! I drew some good rabbits!! Wedding planning just really sapped my energy this year, but once that's over in a few months I will probably rebrand this as more of a general art blog. Might do more rabbits and slowly fill in the gaps/catch up over time, maybe throw in some dragons here and there.
Thank you to everyone who stuck around this year <3
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backroad-life · 4 months
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Happy New Years Y’all!!
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lulublack90 · 4 months
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Prompt - New Beginnings
@jegulus-microfic December 31 Word count 474
Regulus had gotten obsessed with growing things. After so much death, it seemed to be his coping mechanism. He had lines and lines of seed trays. Every day, he’d go outside and check on them. But they’d be nothing. 
James watched sadly as Regulus bought more seed trays and more seeds. There were shelves of flowers, vegetables and fruits, but nothing grew. 
Regulus came back inside one morning and went to James, resting his forehead against his chest. 
“Why won’t anything grow? What am I doing wrong?” His voice was quiet, defeated. James wrapped his arms around him, holding him close. 
“Nothing, love. You’re doing everything right. Sometimes these things take time.” James honestly didn’t know why things weren’t growing. When his dad had planted anything, everything had just shot up and bloomed. “Have you tried talking to them? My dad was adamant that talking to the plants helped them grow.” 
So that’s what he did. Regulus stayed outside for two days straight and spoke to all his seed trays. He talked about nothing and everything. He told them how he missed his brother but didn’t know how to tell him that. How he loved James with all his being but couldn’t say it. How he never wanted to take the Mark or be the heir. But someone had to, as Sirius didn’t. He told them that all he wants is a simple, quiet life where he can read books, grow plants and be with the man he loves. 
After two days, his voice was all but gone. But he felt as though something had been lifted from him. He could breathe again. He was in no way healed, but the wounds were starting to heal. 
He left the greenhouse and went straight up to bed, exhausted. 
He slept in late, something he never did. He had a shower, scrubbing the residual soil from under his fingernails. He felt good. Better than he had in months. 
When he came downstairs, James put a mug of tea in his hand and started pulling some things out for lunch. Regulus went outside. It had become a routine at this point. He stepped through the doors into the greenhouse and stopped. 
Green. Green everywhere. Tiny little dots of green pushing their way out of black soil. Every single spot in every single seed tray had green in it.
“James!” He yelled as he ran back into the house and grabbed him before pulling him out the backdoor. 
“What’s wrong? What’s going on?” James asked, his voice full of concern. They burst into the greenhouse. Regulus stood next to James, watching the smile slowly spread over his face. “You did it, well done. I knew you’d succeed.” He said, putting an arm around Regulus’s shoulders as they looked around the greenhouse at the new life. The new beginnings.  
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siranthonyhopkins · 4 months
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Anthony Hopkins (December 31, 1937)
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dearaustinbutler · 4 months
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✨ AUSTIN BUTLER IN 2023 ✨
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champagnexowishes · 1 year
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Happy 3rd Birthday to
“2 Grown Men Attempt the Presidential Fitness Challenge”
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tswiftupdatess · 4 months
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Taylor Swift looking stunning at the chiefs game today on New Year's Eve!
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