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taylornation · 13 days
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Los Angeles Department members (and those who can travel): you’re cordially invited to check out Spotify's library installation of THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT April 16-18 from 10am-9pm at The Grove. 🤍📚 Entry is first come, first served and access is not guaranteed.
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statuescrumble · 13 days
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the-cricket-chirps · 9 months
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Andre Derain
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amaberisamanda · 22 days
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The Grove
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casualwriters · 30 days
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The Suprise Visitor Afab Black Reader X Halsin
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Summary - You have always been of the Grid and living freely but one day you found an injured Bear and took him back to Your place but in the morning, you found a man in its place.
Warning - Nudeness, Shapeshifting, Mid gore and blood.
A/n I had no ending idea, but I enjoyed making this ♡
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It was past sunset around where the moon would come out to play, and now it was the time to get a flower that only bloomed at night. walking barefoot through the wet grass the white dress sleeves fell loose around her arms the basket was being held up the herbs and stranded flowers loose in the basket.
You forgot to grab some flowers and herbs earlier that day you were busy helping some older woman healing their wounds, at times you will help people for gold. That was a rare occasion only when tight with coin.
The Wind pushed her loose hair back when she decided to walk deeper in the woods you knew you were not going to get lost of course, not you knew the woods like the back of your palm.
You had to thank your mother for that at such a young age she had made sure every aspect of the woods and the hidden places that you knew off so if you got lost you knew the way back.
Branches snapped under your bare feet, the dirt sneak into your skin and you never did mind you were always taught to embrace what nature gave you Lathander had sacrifice many things for you to be happy where you are.
Walking further in the wood, there was a gruesome scream. In a blink, you bend down, grabbing the dagger that was tied around your thigh. Standing your ground, you had followed the scream many things were telling you not to go over there, but your worship as a cleric was saying to help anyone you could.
"Hello?" You said walking to the area where a waterfall was falling down behind the gore that you saw, setting the dagger back not seeing any threat around you.
"Oh, by the Gods." Mumbling, your eyes fell over to the Iron Fist dead body. Why were they here they never crossed into the woods their territory was in the lower city? And they were never hostile. Why did they attack.
Walking closer to the Waterfall you could see an animal cover in blood your instincts took over mumbling a chant to Lathander a blue aura went around the bear who was bleeding the wounds that came from the iron fist swords healed up.
You hoped it worked, and when the bear eyes open, you fell from a crouching position to flat on the floor. "I don't mean you any harm." Your voice wavered from fear to anxiety, your hands held up in surrender. The beast could barely get up even with the chant that was spoken, your stomach fell in your throat, and you frowned, seeing the pain in the bears eyes.
"Is it okay if i take you back to my place?" you said sitting on the ground you hand went to brush over his round ear, he didn't fight agents it he nodded his head, and you knew it would be the best to bring him back that were all your herbs was, so that what you did.
The night fell to midnight, passing out agents the table where you normally did a lot of your potions and medicine.
Leaning agents your hand that was holding your head up, your eyes fluttering open from hearing a sound forgetting that you had saved a poor bear the day before.
Hearing the crash from your shelf you walked over about to grab the Mace that she barley use but right now sounded like a good time to use it.
Holding the Mace in one hand you walked closer to where the noise was it seemed liked, they were robing her herb shelf she wasn't sure.
"Oh gods!" Yelping and before she covers eyes, you saw the tall man his brown hair was tucked in a ponytail in the back, some scars more like scratch's going straight down his back.
"Oh, by the Oak farther!" his voice ranged out and when he turned around you cover your eyes before anything else could be shown, cheeks brighter than tomatoes.
"Are you okay?" your voice rang out like a mouse compared to his own voice. The silence spoke and when he spoke again a small smile grace your face. "I am so sorry just clumsy.''
you snicker and walk over to the Wardrope picking up some male cloths for him.
The Druid turned his body and walked closer to your small frame, his scent smell like Pine and Peppermint.
"Did I scare you?" he says his voice deep and sweet. You open your big hazel eyes and nodded seeing him put over the shirt you gave him, the gash up his rib's barley healing.
you turned around and moved to the herbs and table that was filled with random toxic plants healing and much more healing herbs.
you could still see the gash that was on his stomach.'' A little bit but i was excepting you just as a bear" you teased and he laughed.
"Is it too late to tell you i am druid my name Halsin" You nodded moving around the tables and grabbing the grinder to grind the herbs as you gave him your name snickering at his humor.
It was silenced has you were working around the table and making a herbal medicine "Thank you for saving me" Halsin said.
Shaking your head "Why wouldn't I you were helpless and alone " You walked closer "can you lift up your shirt" Halsin had to look down at you to look at your eyes, no one made you nervous when you first met them, but he did.
Your small hand scoops the medicine in your hand running the cold substance on the gash "how do you know so much about medicine?"
Smiling and pushing the loose strands of hair that fell from your face "My mother was cleric, and my father was a druid" He hummed "maybe i should get injured more often" he chuckles, and you laugh.
"Just let it dry, okay?" you walked over to the fireplace. "If you're in no rush, i am cooking like to stay." Halsin walked as he slipped over the shirt."Only if you have me, I love too."
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crow-collective15 · 2 months
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I got a new name and now you have to hear about it
So my middle name is Asherah, Asherah is the Babylon goddess of war as well as the wife of god
In the Bible she’s referred to as “the grove” (because people don’t like that god had a wife and so when translating it they call her the grove) BUT ANYWAY, asherah is our middle name, but I identify with that middle name (because I’m the one who mostly lived out our childhood I guess) but I was like “ya know this should just be my name” so now my names Grove or Autumn-Rose
Thank you for coming to my rant
-Autumn-Rose
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the-grove · 19 days
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Brain has been feeling off. But well its tummy tuesday and we took this nice pic the other day!
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violadesdragons · 5 months
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Aradin is a blowhard but that’s no cause for me to join him.
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nhlovesadri3 · 6 months
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Adriana Lima, with Karolina Kurkova, at the new VS Biofit Uplift lingerie line launch event, VS Grove store, Los Angeles, 4/03/08.
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tatyannachristianne · 6 months
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taylor,
thank u. for so much. for letting us know such vulnerable parts of you through your lyrics. it’s taught me to be vulnerable and helped me to feel all the feelings in life, even when they’re hard.
i wrote u a letter that said a bunch but a piece of it said “I hope that if you are reading this that means I got to hug you and tell you in person, thank you.” and i cannot believe that it actually happened.
so many of your songs bring me to tears.. but now i find myself crying to every single one because i cannot fathom how i got to meet you- the person that wrote those lyrics.
i’m so glad that I get to be here from the outside cheering you on forevermore. i will forever be thankful to you and to taylor nation.
💗 love u forever and always,
taty
hold on to the memories they will hold onto you (also one of my surprise songs so it reminds me of being with my family at the eras tour)
@taylorswift @taylornation
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noamuth · 5 months
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The Grove (Dalamus & Belthan)
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Why him? Why is he the one chosen to return to the Grove? How had they forgotten camp supplies while they were here last?
He could just take the money and run. Ah, but run where? None of this land is familiar, and none of these people are fond of drow. Once again, he is forced to concede that traveling in the group is best, at least while they all share a goal. ...And not all of his new "companions" are entirely insufferable.
Dalamus watches as the gate is raised for his entry, and steels his nerves against the creaking of rope and wood as it is lowered behind him. He now stands trapped in what could, at any moment, become enemy territory. He pulls his ragged piwafwi tighter around himself. While its invisibility magic has been destroyed by the accursed sunlight, it still has use in shielding his eyes and skin from the same fate as he follows the main path towards the merchant he seeks.
The halfling--Arron, apparently--is amiable enough, determined to offer help to all, even an out-of-place Lolthite drow. As long as he behaves himself. If only the tiefling children had gotten the same memorandum.
Dalamus turns swiftly and grabs the would-be thief by one of his budding horns, disguising the pain of the movement by snarling down at the tiefling child, red eyes glowing brighter under the shade of his hood. "Clumsy. You would have better luck stealing an eye from a Beholder. Now, return what you took."
The boy is crying, gripping at Dalamus' arm in a feeble attempt to pry the hand from his left horn. Dalamus has no intention of harming him, and yet everyone nearby begins yelling at him to let the child go. Is thievery not a crime here? Are children exempt? Is he just to accept that a child can shove their greedy hands in his pouch and he must allow it to happen even if he witnesses it?
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rose-thorn-storm · 8 months
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Hi, My name is Crona. I am both new and old? I think I might have formed when the body was in high school but I've been dormant for a long time. I'm an introject and fictive of Crona from soul-eater. Everything feels so much.
(she/her or it/its)
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elder-dragon · 1 year
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nighttime over the grove
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swiftiesam13 · 11 days
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I'm not much for getting my photo taken, but for you, I did.
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@taylorswift @taylornation
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nmqii · 2 months
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5 - 2 = 3
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scatterghosts · 2 years
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Andrew Eldritch is Moving Back to Leeds by The Mountain Goats // The Grove by Aron Wiesenfield
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