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To lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given side-eye when you tried to fit in…. you are so worthy of love.

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my type for fictional men is: evil. if he's not at least a little bit unhinged then what's the point?

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Y/n: *gets down on one knee*

Kylo Ren: omg its finally happening

Y/n: *falls over*

Kylo Ren: the poison is kicking in

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🍵 A calm Safin Sunday 🍵

I wish you all, my followers and friends, a peaceful Sunday, with tea and coffee, wine and cake, sunshine and bubble baths!

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🎇 A Happy New Year 🎇

💙 The best wishes to you all, my followers and acquaintances, and a greeting from my favourite men. 😜 May the new year brings you all warmth and love, wealth and comfort, hence the circumstances. 💙

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Based on what I post, what would you get me for Christmas?

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standing still in a hot shower for an ungodly amount of time to compensate for the lack of human touch/affection in your life ✌🏼

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I’ve been waiting a whole damn year to post these…. :D

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rewatching things in prep for the 4s and. . . i <3 keanu

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you are my sunshine

my only sunshine

you make me happy

when skies are gray

you’ll never know dear

how much i love you

please dont take

my sunshine away

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Succession 3x09 'All The Bells Say' // Taylor Swift talking about My Tears Ricochet // William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar // Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale // Tolerate It, Taylor Swift //Medea, Euripides // Killing Boys, Halsey

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Official stills from Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore (2022)

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The Stranger on the street

1. Night Clubbing

2. Daily Routine

3. Force

4. Alone

5. Home

6. Sleepwalking

7. Negotiations

You didn't found sleep this night. 

Turning from one side to the other, you listen to every sound behind your door, afraid you will get a visit. 

In the early morning you felt in a short slumber, just to get startled by the sound of marching people. 

His soldiers for sure, taking a new shift. 

Eventually you got out of bed. 

Standing in the solitaire room, you shiver by the morning air. 

The radiator was blubbering, and after you checked it, it became a bit warmer. 

You tried the door. Locked. Of course. 

Feeling pity for yourself, you went under the shower. Thankfully, the water was hot. You lingered long under the hot steam, overthinking your action. 

Yes, you were too curious for your own good sometimes, but the result seemed a bit too harsh. 

Your clothes were grumbled and smelled, so you decided to went with the bathrobe you found hanging at the door. 

At the basin you handwashed your underwear and laid it on the radiator to dry. 

Then you waited. And waited.

Behind your door you could hear movements from the guards, something that sounded like shooting practice, as the muttering noise of radio traffic. 

No one came to bring you food.

After a while, you started to shout for help, then for anyone who could hear you. Hammering at the door, you shouted for food, a cold stirred in your stomach. What if nobody came to feed you?

Eventually, as you had screamed yourself hoarsely, the door suddenly opened. You shrieked, not have heard someone coming. 

A guard went in, opening the door wide. Behind him, Lyutsifer strolled in, his hands in front of his stomach, hidden crossed way in the sleeves of his kimono jacket. 

Close to him a woman, plain clothes and her hair hidden under a scarf, holding a tray in her hand. She bowed with empty face and set the tray on the ground, what was filled with little bits of fingerfood. 

“Leave us” 

Safin's voice, just a whisper, sounded loud in your cell. 

Guard as woman left quickly, and you were alone with your host.

He sat down on the ground in an elegant movement and gestured to the tray. 

Your stomach grumbled, but you pressed your arm on it to stop it, shaking your head. 

Safin sighed and nodded understanding. 

He took the tea cup, and sipped at it before eating bites of the finger food himself. Then he rubbed his hand clean and gestured again to the tray.

"It is not spiced.”, he stated the obvious.

Oh, and you were so hungry! 

First timetly, then quicker you start to eat, eyeing him by that. 

He watched you with an amused expression, his head crocked a little aside. 

“Better?”, he asked lowly, as the tray was empty. You bobbed your head. 

“Now I am your prisoner?” Your question came out harshly and Safin pursed his lips. 

“Here is the thing... You have to earn your freedom from this chamber.”, he spoke solemn. “My home is cold, as also my bed. Give me company and you will get privileges.” 

You stared at him in shock and can hear your blood in your ears. With cold getting stomach you asked back: “What!?” 

Safin humpfed annoyed and glanced to the ceiling before explaining himself. 

“I can't speak of the sun and the stars and love, nor will I bring you flowers and read love poems to you. That is not my fashion.” 

Looking coldly around in your cell, he eyed the luck warm radiator and the damp panties of yours. 

“But it have a garden full of flowers and a huge library filled with poems and love stories. You shall have free entrance to that. But not to the higher floors. There lays too many dangers.” 

He must have recognized the panic in your face. How could he speak about this subject in a way like negotiating a business deal? 

“It is not in my plan to force me onto you.”, he went on with a way softer voice. “I thought it would be.. comfortable not to sleep alone, but with a warm body aside one. You are alone and I am alone. It would be a logical step, would it? After all, you are my precious.” 

You are stunned by his words, gazing with half open mouth in surprise at him. You looked at his face, a stoic expression, and you understood he spoke in all seriousness. 

Again, you eyed him cautiously. You have seen him already, in wounded state, helpless, under your mercy. Now you see him as a man in charge, who knows what he wants and vocals it. 

His eyes wandered along you as well, his glance curious and soft. 

“I could make you feel good.”, he went on again. “Will I get an answer?” 

Feeling the pressure as the fear to be left alone in the cell you stuttered : “Can.. can I think a moment? It is quite much to take in?” 

Safin nodded with an understanding expression. “Of course.” 

He unfolds himself up to his full height and stuck his hands back into his sleeves. Turning to the open door he looked over his shoulder. 

“I send someone to bring you fresh clothes. You will share dinner with me.” 

He smiled thinly. “As much intoxicating you look in a bathrobe, I think it is not proper for a meal outside your room.” 

With this words he vanished, letting the door open. 

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🍵A calm Safin Sunday🍵

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