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caterpillarinacave · 2 months
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“Do you play? Chess, I mean.”
“Oh. Yes.” She replied feeling rather dumb.
He had a lovely face. Equally as lovely eyes. They were perfectly hazel; the inner ring of his irises starting out a pleasant bright umber sort of color, turning darker as it spread out, deep, and rich bringing to mind chestnuts, chocolate, and the bark on an old oak tree. Spots of gold and flecks of green seemed to litter the brown indiscriminately.
A triangle of gold in his left eye caught Charlottes attention. It was the exact gold of fresh honey- so sweet and warm she would have been content to stare forever, though even in that moment her eyes trailed downwards, wandering over his pale skin.
It seemed every inch of his face had some smattering of freckles- darker along his jaw, over his nose and across his cheeks- paling to only just visible where they ran down his neck, then darkening again when they reached his collarbone, disappearing beneath his shirt.
She wished she could count them, memorize them along with the colors in his eyes. She wished she could slip a hand under his shirt, pull it away, run her hands over every hidden freckle and pour over him the way an astronomer poured over the stars, and a cartographer poured over the rivers that carved the land. She wanted him to hold her, run his long fingers along her sides, over her hips and up her ribs, then a little farther up, cling to his shoulders and stay with him until she knew every inch of his skin like she knew the back of her own hands and and he knew her just as well-
“Charlotte?”
His voice snapped her out of her daze, bringing her back to reality- where Henry was looking at her expectantly, if not somewhat nervously. Clearly, he'd asked her a question.
“Beg pardon” She asked hastily, feeling herself flush with embarrassment “What did you say?
“I just-” Henry turned equally as red, but gestured at the chess board  “Would you care for a match?”
“Ah” Charlotte could still feel some heat sticking to her cheeks, but couldn't help but feel her chest warm at the proposal “Yes.”
- Snippet from a pre-TID Henry and Charlotte Fic
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paleopals · 2 years
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A fond fair well to Dusty the Diplocaulus! Our last plush toy has been adopted and is off to its forever home! 🧡
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marlbaro · 2 years
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I still miss you.
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janwon · 2 years
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when travel end
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IM FREE BITCHES!!!!
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yellowballoonx · 1 year
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adityasinghinfo · 1 year
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I remember my school fairwells vividly. Each one was bittersweet, as I was excited to move on to the next phase of my life but sad to leave the friends and teachers that I had grown to love. I always made sure to take a lot of pictures and exchange contact information with my closest friends so that we could keep in touch. On my last day of school, I would usually give out handwritten notes to my friends, thanking them for their support during my time at school. I will always cherish my memories of my school fairwells, as they represent a time of transition and growth in my life. Miss you all #memories #schoollife #schoolfriends #fairwell #lastdayofschool #friends #adityakumarsingh #adityasinghinfo #explorepage #explore #instagood #foryou (at Govt. Boys Senior Secondary School) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckk48zUt-PQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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oliviershotit · 2 years
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MerSy Legend🏀🙏🏾 - - - #photography #photographie #meandmycamera #capturethemoment #canon #canonshooter #sigma #sigmaart #teamcanon #passion #capturethemoment #fun #capturethemoment #oshoot #bball #basketball #sportphotography #blackandwhite #sport #fairwell #legend #mali (à Halle Georges-Carpentier) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjUj9CbDoa1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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mrwhiteshark · 2 years
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College program
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caterpillarinacave · 6 months
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Continuing the conversation with @thevagabondexpress from the comments of this post , because i don’t want to take over an innocent bystanders replies with my ranting. 
It is a sort of glossed I’ve part of their relationship, which is sad because it’s both interesting and hilarious. 
I live Jordelia as much as the next guy, but I’m firm in my “James and Cordelia did it good- Henry and Charlotte did it better” belief. 
Per Clockwork Prince, brother Enoch confirms Charlottes pregnant in private at the beginning of the book, Charlotte mulls over it for several chapters, tried to tell Henry AFTER their confession, but was interrupted by Will, then told everyone at once at the end of the book. 
So yeah, she got pregnant likely around the end of clockwork Angel. When both Henry and Charlotte thought they were barely tolerated by the other one. 
Lord I love them. 
I’m definitely *not* a smut writer, and don’t plan to be, but I actually have explored this aspect of their relationship, in the same sort of style that CC uses- alluding to sex by describing thoughts/emotions without describing the physical and sexual aspect. I haven’t published any of it because I’m a bit discombobulated, and I didn’t think anyone would care to read it tbh.
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yellowbirdy · 2 years
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It's 30°c here in Nottingham
That's 86°f
I don't know if that's hot in America or where ever uses Fahrenheit but 30 degrees Celsius is to flipping hot for me and I'm dying
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dsdipu007 · 2 years
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Fairwell party.....#fairwell #partyallnight #party #masti #freinds (at Neemrana, NH-8, Rajasthan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeauvY6PawJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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itslanners · 1 year
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they weren't kidding, that emesis sure can blue
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demigod-of-the-agni · 2 months
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FF7 REBIRTH SPOILERS ft A THEORY OF MINE
"Emptiness"
I may be reading too deep into this but bear with me. Sephiroth doing his damned best to reinforce that Cloud is nothing, that everything he feels his fake, that he's a puppet pulled along by Sephiroth's strings with no real purpose of his own. "Your tears are empty" is a line that really stands out to me, because Sephiroth insinuates that Cloud isn't a person and has no true substance as an individual. He's a shell.
Then much later, in the dream-esque Sleeping Forest, Aerith wants to spend one of their final moments focusing on Cloud, focusing on "finding the real [him]". Then Cloud hands Holy to Aerith, and she gifts him the clear materia in return, presumably having taken up Holy before she leaves. Aerith theorised earlier in the game that Holy was probably powered by her memories and dreams, and having lost them to the Whispers, to fate, has rendered the materia useless.
Basically, Cloud aptly describes not-Holy with, "It looks empty".
An empty man holding onto an empty materia.
I don't know, man. The thing about being given an empty thing after being told and tortured with the idea that you yourself are an empty thing is getting to me.
Part 3 is most likely going to deal with the fallout of Cloud's broken psyche and piecing him back together to "find the real [him]". I'm theorising not-Holy is only restored once Cloud has finally figured out who he is and what he wants to do.
Because materia isn't just the crystallisation of mako and the Lifestream. It's the physical representation of hopes and dreams and desires. The Black Materia was created to deliver the Gi from their unending existence. The White Materia ensures the prayers of the planet are answered.
And now not-Holy belongs to Cloud, so that whatever he finds in himself will fuel not-Holy and provide it with new purpose, maybe even allow him to finally heal after over two decades of suffering, because as Aerith said, "it's about saving the world — and you"
That is all
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providencehq · 1 year
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Local crime lord being a little slutty if you.
Sketch under readmore:
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whump-they-it-is · 6 months
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AI-less Whumptober
No.19) "Why wasn't I enough?"
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*This thing is 5 hours long, I could literally use it for every emotional whump trope there is , LMG always serving it up!
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