#oldest

[wgm-beautiful-world]

ROME'S OLDEST DOOR/GATE - THE PANTHEON, ITALY

#rome #roma #oldest #pantheon #door #italy #italia #europe #europa

[ancientorigins]

A specialist team of rock art experts have studied what was first thought to be a simple rock and have come to the tentative conclusion that it is a sand sculpture of a stingray, crafted over 130,000 years ago. Could this be the oldest example of representational art?

#art #oldest #sculpture #Pleistocene

[unbfacts]

#Birds #World Record #Oldest #albatross #facts #heartwarming

[inksplashgirl]

Oldest Curse

I will always be there for you

Like no one was for me

I will be a phone call when you get dumped

I will be an alibi when you sneak out

I will be a place to stay when you’re fighting with our parents

And I will be

Your older sibling

Like I never had.

#poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #original poem #poet #poems #art #creative writing #original poetry #poetrycommunity #oldest #oldest child #oldest sibling #oldest sister #eldest child #eldest sibling #eldest daughter #the eldest curses #eldest sister #siblings #sibling dynamics #my little siblings #sibling life #I love them #love #family #family trauma #family issues #oldest issues #oldest child problems

[knihovnachrastany]

Biblioteca Palafoxiana is a library in the historic center of the city of Puebla in the Mexican state of Puebla. Founded in 1646, it is recognized by UNESCO as the first and oldest public library in America. It has more than 45,000 books and manuscripts from the 15th to the 20th century. In 2005, it was included in the UNESCO Memory of the World list.

https://www.voanews.com/a/oldest-public-library-in-the-americas-has-catholic-origins-/6781833.html

#biblioteca #pueblo #unesco #books #book #library #mexico #america #bookworm #bookwarm #bookworld #oldest #public libraries

[postcard-from-the-past]

Duck speciality served in the oldest restaurant of Paris, the La Tour d'Argent

French vintage postcard

#vintage #restaurant #d'argent #tour #tarjeta #briefkaart #speciality #postcard #photography #postal #carte postale #oldest #sepia #ephemera #photo #the la tour d'argent french #historic #paris #french #ansichtskarte #postkarte #served #postkaart #duck

[dyslexic-dyspraxic]

I don't think there is enough acknowledgement of the trauma of being the eldest because from a very young age, you are made responsible for people frequently not that much younger than you and it is expected from you, your feelings, plans and considerations be damned

If your parents aren't there, you can't just goof off and have fun because you have young children to beware of and make sure they are safe, even though you, yourself are still a young child

You learn to do the chores first and are the one expected to do them and then they don't really care as much about your parents doing the chores because well you're already helping out

If you go anywhere with your family and you decide to go the loo, a small gift shop or anything just on your own and your sibling decides to come with, well know you're responsible for them and you have to make sure they're behaving and they know what they're doing and they're okay

And in all of this, you never really get the choice to say no, your parents have made plans with the expectation that you will be looking after your siblings, so if you say no, you will be inconveniencing them, you'll be ruining their plans, so you just have to say agree, and rearrange your own plans because the parents can't be responsible for their own kids

And it is very traumatising because this is ingrained from a very young and completely expected of the oldest, people go 'oh they're so mature' and celebrate when the oldest sibling is seen looking after their younger siblings but it is a weight on the eldest because they didn't consent to their parents having kids, they haven't consented to looking after their siblings, and they are still a child themselves

These kids are carrying the weight of looking after someone else from the day their younger sibling is born, no matter how young they maybe, you see it even in siblings with only a year between them

These poor kids are bearing responsibilities adult themselves struggle to deal with, and yeah they aren't doing all the parenting but they constantly feel responsible for their siblings, they constantly feel expected to look after someone else, and they're just kids and we celebrate the way they are treated, we celebrate them taking responsibility and they can't escape the trauma

#eldest #siblings #family #family dynamics #eldest sibling #eldest sister #eldest brother #eldest born #oldest #oldest sibling #oldest sister #oldest brother

[amistillhere]

eldest child? no, eldest daughter. she’s never been a child in her life.

#eldest child #eldest daughter #eldest sibling #eldest sister #recovering people pleaser #isolation #depressing life #oldest #therapy #family therapist #third parent #eldest daughter club #eldest daughter therapy #eldest daughter recovery #sibling parent #no mistakes #lonesome #mentally exhausted #mentally tired #unstable emotions #paranoid #social anxiety #depression #i don’t want to be a mum

[lilbeebelle]

and I know I hurt you. I know it must have hurt a lot. but I need you to see that you hurt me too.

no, I don't want an apology. all I want is that you look at me and see that you have hurt me too. that it hurt a lot, too.

#poem #poetry #poesia #young writer #dark acadamia aesthetic #dark academic aesthetic #dead poets society #love poem #love #love quotes #oldest daughter #oldest #relationship #eldest sibling #siblings

[your-older-brother-figure]

Remember you can vent in my replies or ask box.

It's a difficult thing leaving a toxic household.

Especially as an older sibling who has to leave their younger siblings behind.

And I see a lot of posts on social media lately talking about it. I don't know if it's the algorithm or what.

And from both sides too.

The younger siblings feels abandoned and guilty they want their siblings to be happy but are left to deal with the problems alone when most of the time those older siblings where their everything. Parents, role models ect.

But the older sibling likes in constant guilt, in my personal experience, I was banned from going to the house and seeing my younger siblings. And without a phone, I have no idea what they are being subject to. And if it's anything like I was then I worry they will hate me for leaving. I had to be strong. I prayed they didn't have to. And now I see the same anger that I had in them. I know they are good people and will be okay. And even if they hate me, they are strong enough to handle it. But it hurts.

I couldn't save them cause I had to save me.

It's been a while now and I miss them. I don't miss my dad. And I don't miss the fighting. But in a way a miss that bond I had where they knew I'd be that protector.

If my younger siblings ever see this. Which I doubt they will. They'll never know it was their older sibling making this post. I don't use my real name here so no one will know. But I hope they know that I'm still trying. And I know that they are strong enough to still be good. And kind. And one day I hope they get to leave too. Even if it's the toughest decision they make. And one day I hope you will forgive me.

This is a very different post than usual. But as I always say. Take your meds. Brush your teeth. Drink your water. Your important

#your older brother figure #older sibling trauma #younger sibling #oldest daughter #oldest son #youngest #oldest #trauma #toxic family #toxic home #toxic household #lgbtq #lgbtq community #lgbtqiia+ #adulting #stuff nobody tells you #this was alot but its been on my mind. i hope at least one person finds companionship in my experience with their own

[v4bbh]

— cream soda || kim minseok/xiumin

when xiumin rings up baekhyun’s favourite escort and asks her to be his plaything for the night.

prologue only, no exclusive smut. (i might consider writing a part two depending on how well this fic does.)

pairing: idol!xiumin × fem!reader.

genre: first meeting, suggestive.

words: 943

rating: 18+

warnings: contains suggestive but no explicit description of sex, mild dirty talk, escort au.

i bring the straw to my lips, taking an experimental sip of the brightly coloured drink in front of me. sunlight filters through the floor-length café window by which we sit, illuminating the full apples of his cheeks. his long lashes ghost shadows against his soft flesh, and for a moment, i am tempted to treat him like a writer’s muse. he is much like a petal, so delicate and intricately shaped; both in looks and personality. he watches silently, awaiting my reaction, but i am too nervous to procure one.

“how is it?” he asks as the silence stretches longer, bordering on an awkwardness he isn’t willing to attain between us.

“it’s. . . unexpectedly refreshing.” i admit, genuinely taken aback by the taste of the drink he has ordered for me. “i didn’t think i’d like it, but i do. what was the name again?”

he pauses, the corners of his lips twisting in an almost sinister grin as if he knows something i don’t. i shiver, his presence domineering in ways i find mildly amusing. it’s been a while since a man has piqued my curiosity like he has, and i am still trying to figure out whether that is a pro or a con, given our circumstances.

“cream soda. blueberry flavour.”

i take mental note of the name, definitive that i will crave for it once this night is over. perhaps to remember him, if not just for the enticing flavour.

“so,” i approach cautiously, my heart weary of upsetting his in any way. i want to fulfil his every whim and fancy; diligent not to contradict any of his commands. “what is it you’re looking for from me, mr. kim?” fuck, i want to give him everything he ever wants. dangerous territory.

he leans forward, whispering the salacious answer in a low tone, “cream soda.”

it is then that i realise the obscene veiled meaning behind the otherwise innocent drink. i blush profusely, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. his open approach, however unexpected, is something i adore; truth be told, the crude conversation was getting my mind racing places that had wet heat ready to pool between my thighs.

“o—oh. well. . . i can come over later tonight.” i iterate, unsure of how to word my thoughts.

even after months in the escort business, the talk leading up to it is obscurely cumbersome; in all honesty, i would rather he just devour me immediately. skip the logistics and go straight for the pie we were both forestalling.

his piercing grey contacts only add to the beauty of his eyes, forcing me to press my thighs together to keep composure. he’s driving me towards insanity, with absolutely no tether to keep me from falling.

“have you already made prior commitments for this evening?” his voice is pure silk, edging on a sing–song quality that reminds me why he is such a high demand artist in the first place.

“i do not, no.” i push the now empty glass away from me, body language mirroring the interest reflecting in his.

“then allow me to steal you starting now, y/n–ssi.”

i blink, astounded by his unforeseen request. a little skeptical, i perk a brow, unclear of his intentions. my gaze flits over to the wall clock adorning the café, registering the time within a split second.

[ 5:36 pm. ]

early evening, still.

“and what would we do all evening?” i ask dubiously and he chuckles, head shaking, shoulders bouncing in mirth. the sound is clarifying; a blast of sheer chastity after all the indecent conversation we have shared so far.

“date night. i want to dine you, if you will allow it.” i pull back dramatically, admittedly a little over the top for words so simple, but they are sentences rare, if ever, offered to one of my job.

“oh, also, i heard you have an all inclusive package, but i would prefer to pay you by the hour.”

my confusion must be evident on my face, because he laughs again, and this time my heart flutters. it’s these easy moments with him that make him seem almost like a boyfriend. it’s treacherous, how easy he is making it to fall in love with him; i have to constantly fight to remind myself that i am here not to love, rather to fulfil his physical desires.

“you want to pay to feed me? a bill i assume also goes on your tab?” he hums his confirmation, only deepening my perplexation and coy state. “why?”

“because i’ve heard a lot about you, m’lady. baekhyunee speaks rather highly of you.”

and those are the words that steal my breath. a regular customer, it is rather unusual that byun baekhyun has agreed to allow another man to avail my services. he’s always the fondly possessive one, one that takes pride in being able to remind me of my place.

on my knees. in front of him, servicing him.

the memories make my cheeks blossom crimson; an occurrence that doesn’t go unnoticed in the eyes of the older.

“awh”, he coos, eliciting a shiver to run down the length of my spine, “look at you, such a filthy whore. thinking of another man while you’re mine for the night. maybe i should ask him to come over and let him watch?”

it’s pleasantly unexpected; for a man that quiet, kim minseok sure doesn’t mind speaking his piece with respect to his nocturnal activities, and i find that awfully arousing. and that he is threatening to have baekhyun, the one who had landed him my contact in the first place, to watch as he got to have his hands on me? interesting.

things are starting to get riveting, and i find myself engrossed by a blasphemous amount of imagery relating to the same.

kim minseok, you are one sly, sly fox.

and i am coming to love it.

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[yeehawesome]

Do any other oldest siblings feel uncomfortable when your parents try to make an effort to be a part of your life or is that just me

#oldest child #oldest #oldest sister #eldest daughter #eldest daughter syndrome

[ancientorigins]

At 8,000-years-old, the site of the oldest fortress known has been revealed by investigations in Siberia and challenges our understanding of ancient societies.

#Siberia #fortress #Neolithic #Mesolithic #Eurasia #oldest

[unbfacts]

#Nishiyama Onsen Keiunkan #japanese #facts #places #oldest

[kimberly40]

North Carolina’s French Broad River is the third oldest river in the world, older than the mountains it passes through. It is so old, in fact, that it is practically devoid of fossils.

The river flows 218 miles through the counties of Transylvania, Buncombe, Henderson, and Madison in North Carolina, and Cocke, Jefferson, Sevier, and Knox in Tennessee. The French Broad runs North.

French and Cherokee History:

The river was named the French Broad to distinguish it from North Carolina’s other Broad River and because the territory into which it drained was held by the French. The Cherokees had several names for the river, including Tah-kee-os-tee or “racing waters,” as well as Poe-li-co, Agiqua, and Zillicoah.

Following the river in the mid 1800’s was a drover’s road called the Buncombe Turnpike. The foot path allowed people to move animals and goods from the flatter lands in Tennessee through the Western NC Mountains, and out to the ports in South Carolina.

Small communities along the river grew up to serve the drovers and eventually turned into larger towns. In the 1880’s, the completion of the railroad meant the end of many of the small communities.

*Pictured is the French Broad River in Hot Springs, North Carolina

(Information from the Blue Ridge National Heritage)

#appalachian #appalachian mountains #north carolina #appalachian culture #appalachia #western north carolina #the south #nc mountains #oldest #western north carolina

[myheartachesthoughts]

Why do parents have such a hatred for oldest daughters?

#spilled thoughts #thoughts #my thoughts #sad thoughts #oldest #parents #siblings #oldest daughter #oldest sister #oldest sibling #they hate us #they hate to see a girlboss winning #they hate me #they hate you