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#Tranquil Ghosts
lestatdelioncoeur · 1 year
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© Mia Bergeron, Tranquil Ghosts, 2021
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Mia Bergeron. Tranquil Ghosts. 2021 :: [Mikhail Iossel]
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Here it is: the new way of living with the world inside of us so we cannot lose it, and we cannot be lost. You and me are us and them, and it and sky. - Ada Limon
[alive on all channels]
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sea-buns · 15 days
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Eugenia Shadow is the Plug of Fantasy High
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itsbeesknees · 1 year
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Everytime I see Copia or Terzo with their hair in any form of disarray? Insatiable. There is no way I can physically cope, I am going to be bouncing off the walls.
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kirkwallguy · 1 month
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my most evil inquisitor lore is that my trevelyan has a sister who died in the kirkwall circle just before the chantry explosion and cullen had a massive crush on her. she looked just like her. many implications.
#she was caught trying to escape and had to be made tranquil#cullen signed the papers but he warned her ahead of time which gave her a chance to. well you know.#and that was his tipping point turning him against meredith's rule.#he DOESN'T know she was a trevelyan though bc her parents were so ashamed of having a mage child they made her change her name#and he just doesnt make the connection between two blonde girls. he just thinks he has a type.#until. on THE wedding day. hawke is invited (because my trev has a crush on him. and is desperately mad of his tall blonde wife who she saw#when she snuck a glance at his locket one time. she lied about reading tale of the champion.)#anyway bethany sees her and is like. wait. she looks exactly like this woman i was in love with in the circle.#and she puts the pieces together. realises shes marrying CULLEN of all people. and is like oh fuck.#and she like. warns her. but at that point what can you do? the wedding is arranged and trevelyan is a massive public figure#so she walks down the aisle towards a man who is a) possibly only into her because he's chasing the ghost of her dead sister b) possibly the#reason her sister is dead c) actually kind of evil now that she's hearing stories about him from bethany#sorry the dai romances are boring to me i need to inject toxicity and horror into them to be interested.#anyway. all this to say that cullen kisses mary on the forehead when she reaches him at the altar and everyone who Knows (several people#by this point. dorian was there as well so he's been whispering) goes dead silent
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docileeffects · 1 year
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simplyghosting · 3 months
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Oh yeah, [show that started good but ended badly], loved that show. Shame they cancelled it after [last season/episode that was good].
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natjennie · 11 months
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COMMUNIQUE FOR YOU SIR FROM HQ MARKED URGENT. I DON'T THINK THEY'LL BE HERE JUST YET. MAY I SUGGEST WE INITIATE EMERGENCY LOCK DOWN PROTOCOLS SIR. YOU HEARD YOUR CO GET TO YOUR DUTIES. YES ABOUT THAT SIR. I KNOW WE DO VITAL WORK HERE SIR BUT. I'D LIKE TO GET INVOLVED IN THE FIGHTING. THERE'S TALK OF A NORTH AFRICA FRONT.
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666catsinmybasement · 2 months
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𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆
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What a Familiar Face...!
A character dev. meme. Forgot to post it!
*Based on experiences as a minor; makes her very suspicious of people. Will not openly admit to it. **Sino has no formal relationship with (birth) parents and has no clue what her mom looks like.
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impulseimpact · 1 year
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need some pulse and tranquility?
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goinggoats · 2 years
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i love poetry but i love poetry about only life and death and stars, which is in some ways fortunate because that’s just about what everything is
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ghostickle · 3 months
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I’m already not making enough money to afford Anything like can barely afford bills rn much less food or gas and anything fun or little treats just not an option and I had to call out today which means even less money cause my psychiatrists office way of doing things is so fucked and it left me in probably the worst withdrawal I’ve ever felt and I’m having such a good time :)))
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imiderie · 8 months
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Where does the path lead?
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textualviolence · 1 year
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okay i walked home from the university in a state of such amazement and wonder...listening to sufjan stevens, lounging the lake & crying at the depth of beauty i could see all around me. Then on my travels i came accross a travelling funfair and the lights bright and beautiful danced all around me. I walked through it and stopped before a stand, labelled "haunted train of hell", and paid the fare....reader, i was not in the emotional state required to enjoy it
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adiraargent · 4 months
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Pillowtalk - Theodore Nott (Modern AU)
wc: 400 warnings: fluff, cuteness, established relationship, modern au summary: Theodore comes home to find you sleeping on the couch and picks you up, taking you to bed
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Theodore pushed the door open with a soft click, the apartment swathed in a gentle, dim light. His eyes immediately sought you out, nestled on the couch, bathed in the soft glow from the lamp nearby. You lay there, surrounded by a fortress of blankets, your features serene in slumber.
A tender smile graced his lips as he approached, marveling at the sight of you, the way your hair cascaded over the cushions, framing your peaceful face. The quiet rhythm of your breathing filled the room, and his heart swelled with affection.
He knelt beside you, admiring the gentle rise and fall of your chest, the way your lashes brushed against your cheeks in the soft light. Theodore's fingers ghosted over the curve of your cheek, marveling at the warmth that radiated from you.
"Hey, sleepyhead," he whispered, his voice barely audible, not wanting to disturb your tranquil state. You stirred slightly at the sound, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips.
"Teddy?" Your voice was drowsy, laced with warmth as you murmured his name, barely awake.
"Yeah, it's me," he chuckled softly, his heart melting at the sound of your sleepy voice.
With infinite care, Theodore gathered you into his arms, relishing the weight of you against him, the way you instinctively snuggled closer, seeking his comfort even in your slumber.
"You're so cozy," you mumbled, your words a mere whisper against his chest, barely coherent.
"I know, sweetheart, but your bed's waiting," he murmured back, his tone filled with affection as he carried you toward the bedroom.
The warmth of your body against his, the softness of your breath against his neck—it filled him with an overwhelming sense of love and tenderness.
"Thank you, Teddy," you murmured, your voice a soft sigh as he gently laid you down on the bed, tucking the covers around you with careful precision.
"Always," he replied, his voice laced with fondness as he leaned over to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Sleep tight, my love."
You sighed contentedly, the sensation of his kiss lingering like a sweet promise, and snuggled deeper into the pillows, feeling the comfort of his presence even in his absence. Theodore stood by the bedside, watching over you with adoration, before finally dimming the lights and quietly slipping out so he could go have a quick shower before joining you in bed
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