Dedicated to my favorite Lost Media creepypasta
This image uses a piece of artwork by Catilin Fertu and this piece by Kudakurage the rest, including the alterations to those works and the poorly rendered spider, is by me.
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"The thing about you is.. you are magic, the way you rush through my heart on every beat is magic. The way my soul revolves around your smile is magic, the way you hold my heart so softly is magic.. you are magic, and you can't tell me any different. The way time stops when you arrive on the scene, the way you come up to me with your hair blowing in the wind is magic.. the way you exist is magic, and you really put a spell on me something tragic."
The way you smile it's like you are casting love spells on my yearning heart - eUë
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I spent the weekend crying over a boy and thinking about the pain of being in one-sided love. All the pain has disappeared after watching the slow burn romance in Enola Holmes, I love that they show their instant connection- I think our society is fixated on time. I only spent about 5 days with the boy I am speaking of, yet I am very deeply affected by him. However- realising that even he thinks that time has an impact on the true feelings is absolute bc. And I realised I cannot be with someone who has such little appreciation for magic. Also, Henry Cavill. Dear Lord. I mean I have always been a fan, he is spectacular and jeez so incredibly sexy. Watching his character (fictional crush alert) but also him on screen was a reminder that there are absolutely beautiful, spectacular, talented men out their (or women / nb) who would absolutely deserve every second of my affection. For the first time in days, i have thought of someone else- Henry Cavill owns my heart, but I owe him for getting me out of my misery. And i owe the writers and creators of this beautiful movie for bringing out the joy in me again. Its amazing what art can do to your life.
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Fanfic: Juvia and Friends Ch 28, Fairy Tail | FanFiction
¡Hola a todos!
Aquí les dejo el nuevo capítulo de Juvia and Friends.
La protagonista de este capítulo es Mavis.
¡Espero les guste!
Es uno de mis capítulos favoritos. Amé escribir de Juvia y Mavis!
El próximo capítulo contará con Makarov y así acabarán las brotps de Juvia con los miembros de Fairy Tail y empezaré con otro gremio.
He decidido no poner nada con Gray y Gajeel por obvias razones. Pero nunca se sabe.
Voy capítulo por capítulo así que todo puede pasar.
¡Muchas gracias a quien lee y comenta y hasta pronto!
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One can speak of love at any time because love is lovely. It is natural. Also tempestuous. When love is boundless it breaks out into the cosmos. Its essence reaches a pinnacle and the drive to overpower one another flames out. The difference between thrum and flame is erased and it neither stops for any- one, nor hesitates at any boundary. Its gleam spreads in every direction, casting the world in magic. So magical that the air shimmers. A palace of mirrors. A mirage.
Tomb Of Sand, Gitanjali Shree
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Lovely Artful Spirit of Lisbon Portugal | Love is Magic Xanana
Lovely Artful Spirit of Lisbon Portugal | Love is Magic Xanana
Xanana
Xanana I presume is this person. https://www.vagalume.com.br/banda-calypso/vem-meu-amor-xa-na-na-com-viviane-batidao.html
I DID MY BEST TO READ AND DECIPHER THIS
que importa a riso, atraicáo
quem ama tua supporta o resto nóa tem valor,
sa nem ná concóa
I our nóa tem importa
brá dar entima ou amor!
A amar é mágica
What does laughter matter, attraction
who loves your support,…
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My work boots are the most expensive shoes I’ve ever owned.
Also the most comfortable. I chose them after trying on several different brands and comparing lifespan vs usage vs comfort - I needed them for a physically demanding job, not the weekend hiking trails. I could have easily chosen cheaper boots that would have lasted long enough to be worth their low price, but I know the Sam Vimes Boot Theory and knew weaker, less comfortable boots would make my life harder in the long run.
So when the outside edge of the heel started wearing down after three years of heavy use I went to the shop I got them from and said “hey this is a common problem for me with how I walk but now it’s affecting my ankles and knees and I don’t wanna have to buy a new pair, is there a way to fix this?”
The salesman at this very fancy upscale boot store said “oh yeah, there’s a shoe repair place that can give you some heel guards - it’ll keep the rubber from wearing out.”
So at 8am this morning right after my 9hr shift ends I went to the shoe repair shop and it is the most hole-in-the-wall, is-this-a-real-business-or-a-mafia-front, am-I-gonna-get-shot tiny cinder block cube I’ve ever seen in my life. I grew up plenty poor and love me a good hole-in-the-wall business, but going from upscale store to this cash-only repair shop gave me whiplash. Wasn’t expecting this when a guy who wears three piece suits to sell boots said it’s the best place to go.
The skinny kid behind the counter looks somehow 16 and 25 at the same time, but when I tell him this place was recommended he smiles and says to hand over my boots. I hand him the vaguely warm foot-smelling boots, and stand in my socks in the 3’ square entryway surrounded by every color leather polish you could buy and watch as he turns my boots around in his hands, sizes up a crescent moon bits of plastic, and unceremoniously hammers tiny nails through them before handing them back.
The heels are perfectly level again. I can walk without almost rolling my ankles. They don’t clack loudly on the pavement or feel different. This is gonna fix my knee pain. It cost $10.
This kid had every tool he needed within arms reach, worked fast and smoothly, I was in and out the door in less than 8 minutes, and it only cost $10.
I didn’t think anything could cost only $10 anymore. I’m so used to hyperinflation prices I was spiritually thrown back to the 1400’s visiting the cobbler in town square. This kid might have been that cobbler and just decided to never die.
I’m still reeling from the whiplash, and gobsmacked at the price, and thrilled I didn’t have to go buy new, worse work boots (cuz I don’t have that kind of money for a second pair, I’m expecting these ones to last a decade) and it feels like I just experienced one of the rare little chunks of magic that floats around our world.
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Absolutely adore how Marcille's entire spellbook seems to consist of only the most unhinged spells in existence. Like it seems like her entire magical arsenal is comprised of only the barest minimum of healing spells that she was probably required to learn in school, and then Fireball, Police Flash Grenade, Crime Against Nature, Spam Fireball, Unholy Resurrection, More Fireball, and 9th Level Go Fuck Yourself.
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