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lilac-dreamxxz · 23 days
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀aesthetic symbols. | border / locs ☆
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𓈈⠀⠀ 𝅄 ⠀᧔◍᧓ ⠀⠀ 𝅄 𓈈
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀୨ ₊ ┈ ⪩⪨   ┈ ₊ ୧
⠀⠀⠀⠀﹏⠀⠀⠀𔗨⠀⠀⠀⁺ ⠀𑁍 ⠀ ⁺⠀⠀⠀𔗨⠀⠀﹏⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝆬 𝅄 ◌⠀⠀ ꒰͜͡ ୭ ͜͡꒱ ◌ 𝅄 𝆬
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ׄ  ۪ 𓂃 ੭୧ 𓂃 ۪ ׄ
⠀⠀⠀⠀𓈒⠀ ⠀𓏸⠀ ꒰͡    𝆬 ⠀ 𓇼     𝆬⠀ ⠀͡꒱ ⠀ ⠀𓏸⠀ 𓈒⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀꒰    ͜͡❀ ꒰ ୭ৎ ꒱ ❀ ͜͡ ꒱
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⌢ . ꒰ ⌢୨୧⌢ ꒱ . ⌢
⠀⠀ㅤ*̩̩͙‧͙*˚⁺‧͙ㅤ ওㅤㅤֺㅤ ⠀⠀✧ ⠀ ㅤֺㅤ ওㅤ ㅤ*̩̩͙‧͙*˚⁺‧͙
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somyung · 3 months
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BORDERS
ㅤ𓈒 ͜  ͜  ⭒ ͜  ͜  𓈒
⩊⩊⩊⩊
━━╋━━━╋━━━╋━━ 
[‿][̲̅‿][̲̅‿]
◞◟·̩͙ ͜  ˳꣑୧ ͜  ◞◟·̩͙◟
ᴗᴗᴗᴗᴗᴗ
⎯⎯
◡◡◡◡
୨୧┈୨୧
︵‿୨ TEXT ୧‿︵
⌒⌒⌒⌒
࿙࿚ ︶ ᧔ ✧ ᧓ ︶ ࿙࿚
⁔ ㅤㅤ ︵⏜︵ㅤ ㅤ⁔
୨୧ ︶ ︶ TEXT ︶ ︶ ୨୧
︶.⏝ ꒰͡ ࣪ text ࣪⠀͡꒱ ⏝.︶
..𝆤࿙๋࿙࿚𖹭࿙࿚๋࿚𝆤..
 ·ི̩͙ ◞ ͜ ◞ ۫ . ᧔ꪫ · ◟ ͜ ◟·̩͙ ྀ
◞◟ི ͜ 𝜗℘ ͜ ◞ྀ◟
▹ 𝆤࿙๋࿙࿚⊱𖹭⊰࿙࿚๋࿚𝆤
.𝆤࿙𝆤 𖹭 𝆤࿚𝆤.
𝆤࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛۶ৎ࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛𝆤
࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛۶𖹭ৎ࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛
.𝆤࿙⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛.𖹭.࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿚⃛𝆤.
֪٘ ︶ ͝ ٘⏝𖹭⏝ ͝ ٘︶٘ ֪
︵ ⏜ ︵ ୨ ୧ ︵ ⏜ ︵
.࿙𝆤𝆤࿚'𝆤࿙𝆤𖹭𝆤࿚𝆤'࿙𝆤𝆤࿚.
࿙⃛͜࿚⃛࿙⃛͜࿚⃛࿙⃛͜࿚⃛࿙⃛͜࿚⃛ ୨୧ ࿙⃛͜࿚⃛࿙⃛͜࿚⃛࿙⃛͜࿚⃛࿙⃛͜࿚⃛
𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟
𝆤࿚࿙𝆤𝆤࿚۶ৎ𝆤࿙𝆤𖹭𝆤࿚𝆤۶ৎ࿙𝆤𝆤࿚࿙𝆤
༻︶𓏶︶༺
༻︵𓏶︵༺
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soft-rains · 1 year
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♡⌒*:゚⌒*:゚⌒*:゚⌒*:゚⌒*:゚⌒*:゚♡
♥・*:.。 。.:*・゚♡・*:.。 。.:*・゚♥
✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚
。.。:+* ゚ ゜゚ *+:。.。:+* ゚ ゜゚ *+:。.。.。:+*゚ ゜゚ *+:。.。:+*゚
*  ੈ✩‧₊˚*  ੈ✩‧₊˚*  ੈ✩‧₊˚*  ੈ✩‧₊˚*  ੈ✩‧₊˚*
・。・。・。・。・。・。・。・。・。・。・。・。・・。・。・・
*☆*゚♪*☆*゚♪*☆*゚♪*☆*♪*☆*゚♪*☆*゚♪*☆*゚♪
.:♪*:・’゚♭.:*・♪’゚。.*#:・’゚.:*♪:・’.:♪*:・’゚♭.:*・♪’゚。.*#:・’゚.
♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、。·:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`
ʚ ═══・୨ ꕤ ୧・═══ ɞ
୨୧‥∵‥‥∵‥‥∵‥‥∵‥‥∵‥‥∵‥୨୧
⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*
`ᘞ✿❀ᘡˊ°`ᘞ❀✿ᘡˊ°`ᘞ✿❀ᘡˊ°`ᘞ❀✿ᘡˊ°`ᘞ✿❀ᘡˊ°`ᘞ❀✿ᘡˊ°`ᘞ✿❀ᘡˊ°
。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿。.゚+:✿
❀´ ¸.☆¸.✿¸.•°*”˜ƸӜƷ˜”*°•.•.¸ღ¸☆´ ¸.✿´´¯`•.¸¸.
✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚
ღ .:*·゜♡゜・*:.ღ .:*·゜♡゜・*:.ღ .:*·゜♡゜・*:.ღ
。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ· +❤·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·
♡、。・:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`♡、。・:*:·゜`♥*。·:*:·゜`
。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·
♥・。.。*♥*。.。·*♥*·。.。*♥*·。.。*♥*。.。·*♥
⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*
ஐ〰ฺ·:*:·✿ ஐ〰ฺ·:*:·✿ ஐ〰ฺ·:*:·✿ ஐ〰ฺ·:*:·✿
。♥。・゚♡゚・。♥。・゚♡゚・。♥。・゚♡゚・。゜♥。゚♡゚・。♥。・゚♡゚・。♥。・゚♡゚・。♥。
*:..。♡*゚¨゚゚·*:..。♡*゚¨゚゚·*:..。♡*゚¨゚·*:..。♡*゚¨゚゚·*:..。♡*゚¨゚゚·
☆:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:☆:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:*:;;::;;:
♡*::;;;;::*୨୧*::;;;;::*୨୧*::;;;;::*୨୧*::;;;;::*୨୧*::;;;;::*୨୧*::;;;;::*୨୧*::;;;;:♡
☆…━━━━━·:*☆…━━━━━·:*☆…━━━━━·:*☆
*♪¸¸.•*¨·:*ೄ·*♪¸¸.•*¨·:*ೄ·
.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆·̩̩.̩̥·̩̩⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩
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ddeonuluvrr · 3 months
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﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ι ƒσυη∂ уσυ ωιтнσυт ℓσσкιηg ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌
‧₊˚ ι ℓσνє∂ уσυ ωιтнσυт тяуιηg ₊˚ ‧
﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ @fuckici ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌
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elryisia · 5 months
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જ⁀➴
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Cute dividers + Borders ! ! (Text)
.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙ ✩ *̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .
●・○・●・○・●
ততততত
༶•┈┈⛧┈♛
。ₓ ू ₒ ु ˚ ू ₒ ु ₓ。
✺✳ ┅ ⑅ ┅ ✳✺
-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈
𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹
✦•······················•✦•······················•✦
· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·
⠀ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟
⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
______ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ ┊ ⋆ ┊ . ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . ┊ ┊ ⋆˚          ✧. ┊          ⋆ ★
⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅
⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆
 ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿
✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏
+ ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . + ° . ๑・° ⊹ . +
˚₊⋅─── /ᐠ - ˕ -マ ───⋅ ˚₊
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘˗ˏˋ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˎˊ˗∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
────── ∘◦ ⛤☽⛤ ◦∘ ──────
꒰ ⋆ .⺌ ⟡ ⊂⊃ ⟡ ⺌. ⋆ ꒱
♡✩°。⋆🕷- - - - -☽───⛧ ༺♰༻ ⛧───☾ - - - -🕷⋆。°✩♡
═════════════════
₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊
𓇼˚₊‧꒰ა 🫧 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚𓇼
⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅
⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⊱⊰⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯
·͙⁺˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚⁺‧͙⁺˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚⁺‧͙⁺˚•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙˚⁺‧͙
⠀ㅤ   ୧‿̩͙    ˖︵ꕀ   ⠀𓏶 ̣̣̥⠀ ꕀ︵˖ ̩͙‿୨
───⋆。°✩☼✩°。⋆───
: ・ෆ・┈・┈・ᕱ⑅ᕱ・┈・┈・ෆ・ :
‧₊˚✩彡𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟‧₊˚✩彡๋ ࣭ ⭑๋ ࣭ ⭑
๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑
𓎟𓎟𓎟𝝑 𝝔𓎟𓎟𓎟
°⁺⁎⋅❤︎⋅⁎⁺°⁺⁎⋅❤︎⋅⁎⁺°⁺⁎⋅❤︎⋅⁎⁺°
࿇ ══━━━━✥◈✥━━━━══ ࿇
•─────────★•♛•★────────•
ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ┆┆ ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ゚.┆┆꒱ ˎˊ˗
⎯⎯✧ザムザ✧⎯⎯
︻デ═一・・・・・・・・・・・・・・
━━━━⊹����⊹━━━━
『 ✿ ◦• ♡ ◦• 𓆩❀𓆪 ◦• ♡ ◦• ✿ 』
══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══
【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】
꙳ ੭ * ‧ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ‧ ⨯ (๑>ᴗ<๑) . ⁺ ✦ * . ˚ ⨯ ੭ * ‧
︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵
‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵
•,¸,.·' '·.,¸,••,¸,.·' '·.,¸,••,¸,.·' '·.,¸,•
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊
✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯
❁ ≖≖✿❁ ≖≖ ❁
•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•
════ ⋆★⋆ ════
≪ °❈° ≫≪ °❈° ≫
══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
-ˏ͛⑅ ‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ ‧̫‧ ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙ ⑅ˏ͛-
✼  ҉  ✼  ҉  ✼
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Borders ! !
╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗
╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝
╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗
╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝
┌─── ∘°❉°∘ ───┐
└─── °∘❉∘° ───┘
╔═*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═╗
╚═*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═╝
┏ •◦இ•◦ ┓
┗ •◦இ•◦ ┛
┏━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┓
┗━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┛
┏━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┓
┗━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━┛
┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐
└───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘
╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮
╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯
◤──•~❉᯽❉~•──◥
◣──•~❉᯽❉~•──◢
┍━━━━━»•» 🌺 «•«━┑
┕━»•» 🌺 «•«━━━━━┙
┏━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━┓
┗━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━┛
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bucciniexe · 10 months
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Bor;ders!
☆ f2u, not mine, cre/inspo: pinterest
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╔═══════ 𓆩 ♱ 𓆪 ═══════╗
╚═══════ 𓆩 ♱ 𓆪 ═══════╝
┏━━━━━━━𓆩 ♡ 𓆪━━━━━━━━┓
┗━━━━━━━𓆩 ♡ 𓆪━━━━━━━━┛
╭─━━━━━━੭♡੭━━━━━━─╮
╰─━━━━━━੭♡੭━━━━━━─╯
╭⸻.゚*.゚ ⭒ ཐིiཋྀ ⭒ .゚*.゚⸻╮
╰⸻.゚*.゚ ⭒ ཐིiཋྀ ⭒ .゚*.゚⸻╯
┍━━━━ ೫` ⃟ ཹ։❀ ━━━━┑
┕━━━━ ೫` ⃟ ཹ։❀ ━━━━┙
┍━━━━━━━ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗━━━━━━━┑
┕━━━━━━━ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗━━━━━━━┙
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luvests · 1 year
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BORDERS/DIVIDERS
»»————-  ————-««
»»————- ♡ ————-««
»»————- ✼ ————-««
»»————- ♔ ————-««
»»————- ★ ————-««
»»————-  ————-««
»»————-  ————-««
»»————- ➴ ————-««
⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰
⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰
⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰
⊱ ────── {⋅. ♪ .⋅} ────── ⊰
«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»
≿————- ❈ ————-≾
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hungwy · 5 months
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i am pretty excited to meet weirdo minnesotans in a few years that dont recognize the new flag because some other submission was better
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zy-sha · 2 months
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Dividers!
❶ ๑︶  ⃘ׄ⵰ . ⏝  ֺ͟‌𐑺⏝ ⃘ׄ⵰ . ︶ׂ ๑
❷ ᘛ ִ ֗ ─‌─‌─ ꯭ৎ‍‍ ֹ ─‌─‌─ ꯭ ৎ‍‍ ֹ ᘛ ִ ֗
❸ ꣒ ‌ִ݂ ֺ ︵⏝‌𝅄 ୨୧ 𝅄⏝︵ ‌ ꣒ ‌ִ݂
❹ ণ.. ‿︵ 𝅄 ֺ ✻‌ ִ ˟ ˑ︵ ‿ㅤণ..
❺ 𖧐 ֹ ┈ㆍ┈ㆍᦼ 𖥔 ᩣ ۪ ┈ㆍ┈ㆍ𖧐 ֹ
❻ ︶︶ 𝆹𝅥 ︶︶˗ˋ ୨୧ˊ˗︶︶ 𝆹𝅥 ︶︶
❼ ঌ꒱ ͡ ︶⏝ 𝃜 ⑅✿⑅ 𝃜 ⏝︶ ͡ 𝂆 ꒰ঌ
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imorphemi · 5 months
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Dear fellow traveler, underneath the moon
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megadusa · 8 months
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‘ the fairies believe in you.. ’
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‘ a loving heart is enough. ’
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show-tunes · 1 year
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Who hung the moon?
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cenella · 2 months
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ׅ ׄ ⃮ ⁀⁀⁀ ʚïɞ ⁀⁀⁀ ⃯ ׄ ׅ
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ׄ ׅ ⃖ ‿‿‿ ʚïɞ ‿‿‿ ⃗ ׅ ׄ
ׅ 𑂯 ׄ ˖ Free for use, but don't repost and claim this border is yours/your creation! ׄ 𑁯 ๋ ׅ
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martyrbat · 1 year
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enough — batman secret files (2018) #1
(ID below cut!)
[ID: A short story titled Enough. It centers around Bruce Wayne being alone at a little cabin out in the middle of some woods on top of a snow-capped mountain. Bruce internally narrates throughout the entire story. The barren cabin is lonesome amongst the pristine, white snow as Bruce enters the cold, muted building. Inside there's several books, oil lamps, a stone fireplace, and candles on basic, open faced wooden furniture – indicating that the house has no electricity. The cabin is one story and has an open floorplan with a single upstairs bedroom, which has only a ladder leading up to the small loft. There's a chest underneath a window and Bruce sits on the old, yellow couch in front of the blazing fireplace.
He thinks to himself, ‘There're rumors that somewhere, in Gotham's most beautiful, snow-topped mountains, a monster is running around. I have a suspicion Man-Bat is behind the strange activity. Mountain climbers losing their camps, ski resorts with missing guests, a strange beast being seen in the dark... Something covered in hair, something remarkably large.’ He takes his parka off and sets down his large duffle bag to slowly unpack it — revealing a thermos and a bow with several large, pointed arrowheads. He pulls out his Batman gear — which includes an insulated suit that's lined with fur, his belt, and a protective face mask that reflects his eyes in the red-tinted visor. He forlornly admits, ‘I can handle large, but what I can't handle… Is how damn lonely it is up here. Alfred says I could use some alone time. Truth is, I'm not such a fan of myself.’
Outside in his costume and cape, Bruce is tracking through the icy woods and the thick, rising snow. He's armed with his bow and arrows as he narrates, ‘To avoid detection by what I assume is probably Man-Bat, I'll try to capture him using only my hunting skills. I admit I'm a little rusty. The arrows I've brought are lethal to some, but they're just enough to incapacitate a beast of his size. It should be enough.. I hope it's enough.’ But the snowstorm rages on, forcing Bruce back inside the cabin since he believes it's not worth the risk of freezing to death if he stays out. He now lays in the upstairs loft's bed. The oil lamps on the wooden bedstand is unlit, causing the bright snow through the window to be the only thing that casts any light in the dark room. It reveals a framed photo of a picturesque landscape hanging over Bruce's head on the wall. In it, there's a peaceful lake and tall, luxuriant green trees.
Bruce solemnly stares up at the ceiling and thinks, ‘I find myself focusing closely on all the sounds of the forest, trying to learn the rhythm.’ The snow whirls on… A branch cracks… The cabin itself creaks and groans — causing Bruce to sit upright with a jolt! He squints out the window in an futile attempt to actually see something out there. He cerebrates, ‘Three nights and only the sounds of falling snow and branches. I've tracked nothing larger than a doe, there's been no news of an attack or sighting, maybe he's left the mountains… or maybe he's just hiding.’ Bruce lays back down, this time with his back to the window. He keeps an eye open — waiting and nearly hoping for any sign of life other than his own in the desolate, icy land.
We're shown Bruce outside again as he fights against the harsh wind to get back inside the cabin after another unsuccessful search for Man-Bat. He rubs his face tiredly while hunched over a small oil lamp as the stovetop coffee brews. He reflects, ‘Six nights alone, darkness lasts longer than the day and again the storm pushes me back indoors. This is beginning to feel useless. I'm really quite over myself. Maybe I'll call Alfred and ask him to—’ But his self-deprecation is cut short by a sudden thump! Then another loud crack! Again and again, coming closer and closer to him!
Bruce sets down the coffee as his mind rapid fires the possibilities of the quickly approaching, potentially dangerous loud noises! ‘Is it the branches in the wind? Or is it something else? Am I paranoid? I can't visualize what I'm hearing. There's no time to think about the cold now, I'm all alone up here. That sounds remarkably large.’ Bruce arms himself with his bow and arrow and hesitates outside the door as his paranoia continues, ‘I hope this is enough. A hunter knows its prey, but I'm realizing I have no idea what's on the other side of this door. Does it understand I'm on the other side? I am alone out here. No time to think.’ He flings the door open!
Geared in only his suit with no gloves or headgear, Bruce aims his bow blindly as he stands outside in the merciless elements. He tensely waits in the dark, thinking to the unseen threat, ‘I don't see you, but can you see me?’ There's another loud thump and crack. With one last hope that it's enough to tranquilize the potential attacker, Bruce fires the weapon.
The sharp arrow proves itself to be lethal as it pierces his unfortunate target. The threat — merely a lonesome, defenseless deer — falls dead in front of the horrified man. Bruce rushes forth and remorsefully buries the animal with the snow. He walks back to the cabin with the repeated, dejected confession: ‘Truth is, I'm not such a fan of myself.’
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you will never be unloved by me
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you are too well tangled in my soul
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isabellehemlock · 1 year
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Cross posting my contribution to the IWTV Tarot mini project from Twitter.
Image descriptions and all the symbolism behind Louis' can be found under the cut:
Image descriptions:
1. Lestat's card features him in his Mardi Gras costume, looking on cheerfully as he rides the float through New Orleans. It has been transformed into a chariot to represent the card (the font at the bottom reading "The Chariot" and "@ isabellehemlock") and he is bathed in shadows and light to represent the evening. The border flanked around him is the fleur de lis symbol for his heritage and a cord overlay for the "there is a cord between us" canon nod.
2. Louis' card is him reclining on a chair/throne wearing traditional altar boy garb, poised in front of his church from childhood. He is holding his cane in one hand, and his other is up turned in a to bless pose - but the tips drip with blood. His border includes heavy red drapes that reveal stained glass windows. The font at the bottom reads "The Hierophant" and "@ isabellehemlock".
Religious Symbolism:
1. Red is for both the Passion of Christ, but also for Martyrs - many martyrs end up becoming Saints of the Church, so tie in with the whole St. Louis label
2. In the first episode, Grace mentions that Louis and Paul were altar boys together (at her wedding reception), so I clothed him in the traditional altar boy garb (which is sometimes white and black, but some do red, too) - circling back to point number one ;)
3. The Hierophant page says (in part) this about the card composition:
"The Hierophant is a religious figure sitting between two pillars of a sacred temple – though this temple differs from the one in which the High Priestess sits. [ ... ] In his left hand, he holds the Papal Cross, a triple sceptre that signifies his religious status. He raises his right hand in a religious blessing, with two fingers pointing towards Heaven and two towards Earth."
- so I used Louis' church as the backdrop for the Sacred Temple. The place where his faith says he receives a taste of Heaven at every mass <3. The hand position is still used today offer blessings - a benediction - and though it looks like two fingers pointing up, it actually is supposed to include the thumb as well to represent the Holy Trinity. But also, priests receive a special blessing at their ordination over those two fingers that hold the Eucharist - so yeah lots of symbolism when it comes to that hand position BUT ALSOPLUSALSO the blood . . .
4. The blood as the life force, but also the Blood of Christ - the Sacrament he was raised to believe is given at every mass. And yet it is the Apostle St. Thomas - doubting Thomas who is also told to stick his fingers in Christ's wounds - bloody fingers for the doubting disciple.
5. Even though the card description mentions the Papal Cross - I replaced it with Louis' cane to equally represent his own personal "stick of power" if you will
6. I didn't go with a religious crown, and instead focused on bathing him with a crown of light to represent the light of faith - but it's draped around him, encompassing and connecting him to the building that surrounds him - but he is immune to it personally - a little nod to the conflicting feelings around the traditions of his faith (while still not being totally segregated from it).
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