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lisedupont · 1 month
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[ HORA DA HONESTIDADE ] O que você pensa de mim no geral? ─ @thetrickxter
"Bem, Lucien, eu acho você uma pessoa incrível no geral. Você tem um jeito único de lidar com as situações, e sua determinação é admirável. Às vezes, você pode ser um pouco impulsivo, mas isso também faz parte do seu charme. No fundo, eu vejo você como alguém com um coração generoso e uma vontade genuína de fazer o que é certo. É o que eu acho."
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tavelles · 1 year
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roleplay blog for lucien of cr campaign two. written by robin. low-activity, semi-selective, mutuals only. dms open for plotting & general ooc talk during my workweek.
not spoiler free for campaign two or the nine eyes of lucien novel
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marcellabelanades · 2 years
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Task 001. Childhood
ft. @caspermhahn & @luciencredo tw: vomiting, sickness, death, child neglect
It’s not a room, it’s an attic, and the hot Louisiana sun shone down onto the end of her bed from the large circular window in the middle of the room. Sne is eight years old. Everything was hot, the summer humidity making long strands of unbrushed hair stick to her. There’s a haze she can’t get through, makes her think that she can see the actual sunbeams. Maybe she can, maybe they’re magic and she can reach out to touch them. Her fingers reach out towards the end of the bed as much as they can without her sitting up- Only for her to immediately haul herself into a sitting position in order to dry heave into the bucket on her nightstand. The noise alerts Antonella, all the sputtering and coughing and she thinks she’s crying. It’s a fatigue that’s bone deep, there’s nothing in her stomach, there’s nothing between her ears but fog. As she grew older, she’d feel disgusted with herself for being relieved that her mother was at her side. Smoothing her hair back, pressing a wet towel to her forehead. There would be whole weeks like this. Days just spent in and out of the haze and she’d hear the words of her mother, feel the weight of her sitting on the edge of the bed. * She’s barefoot, she’s carrying a basket of mushrooms when she first meets him. She is thirteen and he’s so much taller than her, though she suspects they’re close in age. He also seems to be foraging and when he’s about to pick up a mushroom off of the forest floor, she bursts from out behind the tree she’d been clinging to. There’s a moment where they just seem to stare at each other and she feels small in her dirty dress with it’s hemline destroyed by the muck of the land. There is something there though, something like when she visits the older witches along the bayou. Magic, he has magic and she told him plainly that those were her mushrooms and without missing a beat, the boy said that it was his backyard. Sure enough, she’d wandered off the path and onto a property, the Hahn house and its beautiful lawn was just up ahead, she could see it through the trees. He asks her if she’s lost, she stubbornly says no, he offers to walk her back home with this easy smile, the slightest twang. She accepts, let the consequences of running around with strangers be damned. They walk into the yard, the boy calls to his mother on the porch who looks at her not with scrutiny, but with something else. Something soft and gentle, she doesn’t think any adult has ever really looked at her that way before. The boy doesn’t look at her like that though. He doesn’t look at her like any boy has ever looked at her in her whole life. Like she was interesting, like she wasn’t some girl with a tattered dress and tangled hair and dirt beneath her fingernails. They were both odd, she found that out on the walk back. They had magic, they liked mushrooms and graveyards. He was Casper, like the friendly ghost, but she didn’t know what he was talking about, she’d never seen the film. Years later they were watching movies in the dark parlor room and reading each other scary stories. Both still odd, but neither of them alone, not anymore. * She has no business being in a church when she has spent ample time defying the laws the Christian god put in place. But she kneels before the altar anyways, clothes black, hair sleek, and nails sharp. She is a far cry from who she had been back in New Orleans, the feral child. She’s a young woman, a more confident witch and when the vampire approaches her, asks to pray with her, she is not afraid. For she has always found comfort in dead things. She asks to confess instead. She tells him she doesn’t want revenge against a cruel mother, she wants power. Any task the woman has failed, Marcella wanted to rise above it. She thinks he sees some value in this ambition, she keeps coming back to a church she doesn’t believe in to speak to a man who feels like the closest thing she’s ever had to a father. He is someone her mother cannot rob her of, she regards him fondly regardless of what he is. When she starts making daylight rings, when she has perfected the spell, she gives him one that she’s forged herself. It is solid and intricate, wrapped around a flat red stone, she always associates Mars with the color. She gives it to him the day she is leaving Rome to return to New Orleans where she will no longer be the ill child she once was. It is a promise that she will return to him again one day, braver, stronger. She will accept nothing short of making him proud of her.
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laratheloser · 26 days
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[ UMA VERDADE, DUAS MENTIRAS ] - Lucien
Gosto mais de frio do que calor
Sempre choro vendo filme de romance
Sou campeão estadual de ping-pong
Gosto mais de frio do que calor - Verdade
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zilmart · 1 year
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"My Lord, you are coming back, aren't you?"
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firsttarotreader · 2 months
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AND we have the video! By @/joeismillers on X! 🥵🥵
https://x.com/joeismillers/status/1768350621411782707?s=46&t=67rZ3XA7w2z6szQQNcLc1Q
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elvhendis · 4 months
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Had to draw Lucien again 🥹
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nuveau-deco · 6 months
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Hexagonal Tea Box with Fucus (Algae) Decoration. Designed by Lucien Bonvallet and made between 1902 and 1911 in Paris, France. Medium is embossed solid silver coated with an iridescent black finish. Musée d'Orsay inventory number: OAO 1882.
(Source: musee-orsay.fr)
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gacougnol · 6 months
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LUCIEN CLERGUE
Nu de la mer, 1965
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a7estrellas · 1 month
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PEDRO PASCAL on the set of ‘The Uninvited’
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fadedday · 4 months
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Photography by Lucien Clergue
Nu de l'été de la Garde Freinet. 1970
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lisedupont · 26 days
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[ UMA VERDADE, DUAS MENTIRAS ] - Lucien
Apliquei pra ser modelo depois que a gente começou a namorar, mas nunca fui chamado
Depois de tantos anos nos Estados Unidos eu escrevo melhor em inglês do que francês
Eu odeio dirigir
Acho que a verdade é que você odeia dirigir.
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ervotica · 2 months
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THIS. THIS IS LUCIEN
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amandapearls · 22 days
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𝓜𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼: 𝓔𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 & 𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓷 🌺
My lovely friend @melphss and I were able to commission with insanely lovely art by @jjflorentina
The artist did such an incredible job showing Elain and Lucien in a sweet embrace.
@melphss thought this quote from Elain in ACOWAR reminded her of a quote from Jane Eyre so I attached both of them. I thought it was a lovely correlation.
Elain: “It felt.. strange, like you pulled on a thread tied to a rib?”
Jane Eyre: “I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I'm afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that I'd take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you'd forget me.”
Link to Instagram post
Characters belong to Sarah J Maas
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pandoa · 3 months
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in every new game, there's a jumin han waiting to be discovered...
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(malleus is just happy he finally got invited to something)
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elleybug · 3 months
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big bro and baby bro 🔥🍁
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