The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Indie novella mumu blog. supernatural, dark, & fantasy themed Tolerated & Written by Po
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I really don't need to revamp an old muse but I really wanna do it 😭
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#file: desires - George#file: desires - Leroy#file: desires - Lance#file: desires - Xavier#file: desires - Elec#file: desires - Borislav#file: desires - Kaiden#file: ship inspo
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AARON TAYLOR JOHNSON Kraven the Hunter (2024)
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get you a man who despite his literal decades of practice repressing and hiding his emotions to survive physically cannot hide how smitten he is with you
#file: ship - Cristov & Amity#shesnipes#file: inspo - Cristov#file: ship - Leroy & Alena#file: inspo - Leroy#sacredpyre#file: ship inspo
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AARON TAYLOR-JOHNSON attends the 81st Venice International Film Festival (Aug 31, 2024)
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I promise that I'm still alive, just worked to exhaustion 🥹 today is the last day I am dog sitting so I should be able to get to some replies soon, I have a few written they're just loitering in my drafts lol hope y'all are having a good week xx
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BROOKLYN NINE-NINE (2013–2021) S03E19 | Terry Kitties
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Been dog sitting & working full time 😴 but today I have off so I'm gonna spend it writing 💜 doggo pics under the read more.


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#from the depths of the ocean #a wild hemsworth emerges
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ENDINGS, BEGINNINGS (2019) JAMIE DORNAN as JACK
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OSCAR ISAAC Netflix Tudum 2025: The Live Event — May 31, 2025
#file: wanted opposite#file: wanted fc#(I technically have two muses with his fc but there's always room fir more. right? 🤣)
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REASONS TO TACKLE. [ a prompt list! ]
listen. tackling is a language that can convey many many things. and once again, this is a list that may be edited down the line to capture those languages, but in the meantime! we have this! bc i saw One Scene in a film and made it the dashes problem! bon appetit, enjoy! DO NOT ADD TO OR EDIT THIS LIST, NOR CLAIM AS YOUR OWN.
[ ANGER ]: sender tackles the receiver in a fit of rage.
[ DODGE ]: sender tackles the receiver out of the way of an attack.
[ LOVE ]: sender tackles the receiver onto a bed/sofa to give them some attention of a romantic or similarly heated nature.
[ TRAIN ]: sender tackles the receiver as part of a sparring or training exercise.
[ SLEEP ]: sender tackles the receiver on top of a bed in order to insist that they get some sleep.
[ HUG ]: sender tackles the receiver to the ground in their enthusiasm to give them a hug.
[ CALM ]: sender tackles the receiver to the ground in an effort to both restrain and calm them down.
[ STOP ]: sender launches themselves at the receiver and tackles them in order to stop them from doing something.
[ FIGHT ]: sender, in the midst of a physical fight with the receiver, tackles them to try and gain the upper hand.
[ RESTRAIN ]: sender tackles the receiver to try and physically restrain them.
[ HIDE ]: sender tackles the receiver to the ground, out of sight, in order to stop them from being seen.
[ SHIELD ]: sender throws themselves over the receiver's body to shield them from an attack.
[ INTERVENE ]: sender tackles the receiver to prevent them from attacking another person.
[ WHISPER ]: sender tackles the receiver so as to distract on-lookers from seeing them whisper something into the receiver's ear.
[ COLLAPSE ]: sender, weak due to previous conditions, collapses on top of the receiver, inadvertently tackling them to the ground in the process.
[ SLIP ]: sender slips on something and trips, bringing the receiver down with them in their descent.
[ POCKET ]: sender tackles the receiver in order to distract witnesses from seeing them put something into the receiver's pocket.
[ CONVINCE ]: sender tackles the receiver to convince on-lookers that they're enemies.
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Me replying to threads from 57374782738292 years ago hoping people are still interested in writing w/ me:
#ooc#(bc it's relevant here too lol)#(as always if you wanna drop something bc it's been too long just lemme know xx)
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“... at least you're kinda cute.”
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TRIPLE FRONTIER (2019) dir. J. C. Chandor
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The passage of time was not something new to the vampire, ancient in this day and age. Long forgotten were the early days of his existence, to time and beings that perhaps no longer walked this planet. The Prince of vampires was no more. It took Leroy a good moment or two to fully wrap his head around the passage of time, not because he was surprised he'd been locked away for centuries but because it was so impossible his father had passed from this place, from his life entirely. There would be influences, Leroy would find something, someone, that still held onto the old age. It ate at him like a disgusting worm, tearing at his insides that none of them were safe, not the vampires and human who helped him and certainly not himself. This would be noticed, heard of, seen by the ever present darkness that contorted Leroy.
"The year 2025..." he repeated, tone almost distant and filled with disbelief. So many centuries had passed him by, locked away he had lost a part of himself, a part of his mind to that time and he wasn't sure what he would do from here. These people who saved him had their motives and he had spent centuries battling the darkness, the deep despair that had molded him into something different than what he used to be. Leroy wasn't sure if he should stay with them, take up this offer of companionship and guiding through the times that had passed him.
Those blue eyes of his were vacant for a moment as he peered out at the ocean, the waves which washed away the evidence of his brutality, swept away the bodies into the depths of the water where he had been mere hours prior. They replaced his eternal suffering with their very lives. He just couldn't shake the feeling that he actually belonged where his father had trapped him.
"Hmm, I am very adaptable on my own," he commented, again in the same almost distant tone before his eyes returned to Derek and they swept over the mortal, calculating, always trying to figure out if someone had an ulterior motive. "I'd like to get cleaned up, first." He was shocked, disoriented, emotional; but he had not forgotten how to collect himself in order to seem unaffected.
Derek had a feeling that the date he was about to say was going to be a major shock the vampire before him. Still, his lips moved to give the date.
"It's currently June 15th of the year 2025. You've been in the ocean for centuries."
Derek wanted to offer his comfort. He knew this must be a major shock. Kind of like how his father had discovered only a year before that he was in fact a father. Or when he himself had discovered that his father was a vampire.
"I know it's a lot to take in. Please, come with me and we can start helping you adapt to this new world you're in."
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