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theantiquefairy · 2 years
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mispelled · 1 year
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It's her birthday too !!
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katyobsesses · 1 month
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Watching the Irish wish and it is bad. Like cheesy kinda good bad. So far anyway, I can see it getting like BAD BAD.
Also my cousin got married a month before the film was filmed at the place where the love interest lives which is weird to see, because it does Not exist in the hilly cliffside of Ireland (actually is on the opposite side of the country to where the film is meant to be set) It is really beautiful though.
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The homo next door feels the judgement on his philandering and sin
Me at 18 @ fags in general: you're biologically inefficient
Me @ 404 now: see how wise I have always been
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bbqhooligan · 2 years
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sorry abt lots of lord of the rings horny posts but make no mistake im not a nerd i havent read the books and not a fan of fantasy genre i just like well made movies
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ghostlybumblebees · 10 months
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so i finally got around to watching the truman show my biggest thought is that i love how simple the ending was. there was no huge conflict or ambiguity he just. said goodbye to the audience and left and that was the end of the show. and all the audience were rooting for him too even if it meant their favorite show was over they wanted him to succeed and when he did they moved on. its sinple and sweet and the fact that the movie ends there is great too. just like the fictional audience doesn't get to see the rest of his life in the real world neither do we, the real audience.
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pinkmoondoll9shihtzu · 3 months
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rememebr how sinple life was when we used to get just one meme a year and it'd come from either a super bowl commercial or a will ferrell movie
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melloncreamsoda · 2 years
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Second years when you get a bad haircut
TW/CW: crack, GN!Reader, headcanons
extra; ive been crying over mine for two days there's no reason my hairdresser fucked uo such a sinple style bro crying emoji and i will also find any excuse to write about the octotrio anyway i hope u enjoy!!
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You wanted to change up your current hairstyle, it was simple really– just a little off what you already had. But no! The hairdresser just had to find some way to fuck the entire thing up. You really thought that everything would be different, especially in another universe; but at this point you can't tell if you aren't being clear enough, or it’s truly in the veins of a hairdresser to do everything wrong. Your eyes are puffy from crying all night but time isn’t going to stop for you. You wear a hoodie over your uniform, as well as a hat underneath– you were not going to take any chances, especially being in a school full of rowdy boys who know no limits.
Riddle Rosehearts
Homeboy quite literally does not give a fuck, or so it seems.
Riddle is sheltered, and has not seen the many of the wonders of the world. So seeing your hair in such an eyesore of a state– he had to take 5.
But of course he is a gentleman and definitely isn’t one to disregard your feelings.
Need a better coverup in place of your hat? He has a shitload and will not hesitate to spend money if necessary.
“It’s not as bad as you think I prom- What do you mean my face is red!?”
Ruggie Bucchi
He’s seen worse, from where he’s from.
A little bad haircut won’t change how he sees you anyway, even if he might be teasing about it and snicker while looking at you  from time to time.
It’s all in good fun though… unless you’re sensitive, but he can’t promise he’ll put a complete stop to it! He just wants to lighten the mood, I promise.
Hair grows back eventually, right? Don’t let one shitty haircut ruin your entire week.
“...Anyway have I told you about that one time where I was getting chased by stallholders and accidentally ripped a chunk of my hair off? Yeah, had a bald spot for months.”
Azul Ashengrotto
Wanna sign your life away to him?
Is what he’s implying when he says that “he makes a mean hairstylist.”
Well unless he’s feeling nice, he might just offer to cover your absences from school and write notes for what you missed out on.
But there’s only a slim chance that he will not be asking for payment after this whole phase passes.
Azul will try to reassure you, though he isn’t the best at it.
“It’s… unique..! Some people would love your hairstyle. Eh- to have? Well…”
Floyd Leech
He knows no mercy.
He is going to rip your hood off or either snatch your hat and put it in highest corners he knows you won't be able to reach.
However, even if you do, by chance, get it back, your joy will only be short lived. He can easily sneak up on someone and running away will be no big deal with those long legs of his.  
One upside to this, is that he doesn’t bother to snap any shots of your very vulnerable state; reason being that he enjoys watching the raw, sheer terror on your face whenever you sense his presence nearby. 
As sadistic and twisted– in its own way– as it is, seeing his blinding smile and hearing his boyish laugh can’t help but make you smile and have fun alongside him. 
So maybe the bad haircut isn’t that bad after all.
“Shrimpy! Catch me if you can… If you feel like touring the whole school of your fresh cut, heheh!”
Jade Leech
He’s trying his best to reassure you that you’re being much too harsh on yourself, I promise… Even if that means he’s trying his best to bite back a grin whenever you bring it up.
It’s not that you look bad, it’s just the way that you’re so obsessed with it reminds him of him when he was younger– once he got a bad haircut and cried about it for a week.
He does try to steer your attention away from the bad haircut to the best of his abilities; perhaps it’s the feeling of dejavu that he wants nothing more than to protect you from self doubt.
You’re his wittle bittwle precious gemstone and will make sure that you never hear of a bad haircut ever again!
“It’s alright Dear, I promise. I’ll take you to a much better, extravagant salon. Unless you are able to put your trust in my unrefined talent? Fufufu…”
Kalim Al-Asim
In all honesty, he doesn’t see an issue with it. He just can’t understand why you think it’s so horrible.
But if you really insist and won’t shut up about it, he’ll snag this opportunity to introduce you some of the most glamorous or simple headpieces back from his hometown!
He has everything to cater to your wants and needs, and you best expect that he milk every opportunity, especially for his beloved.
Even if it means giving Jamil more work to prevent him from overspending… but hey! It's the thought that counts
“Hey hey! Look at this, I think it's really gonna help to accentuate your features! Of course it’ll cover your hair… :(“ 
Jamil Viper
He doesn’t really care, or is let alone even free enough to notice.
But if you make enough noise about it, he might not even bat an eye towards it. 
He assures you that you look fine, and might even place a chaste kiss on your cheek to get you to shut up if you whine too much about it.
Maybe he’ll try to fix it, maybe he won’t, perhaps he’ll even spare you a glance for a good heart chuckle every once in a while.
“Please stop making such a mes- FINE you have my attention.”
Silver
Does not care now, and I don't think he ever will.
Hair will grow back, but if you really want, you could hide under his shirt or something…
He’s practically half asleep all the time, so your hair will be back to normal before he even knows it.
He’ll draw his sword to protect you from any potential teasing if you really dislike it, granted that he’s fully awake at the time.
“Just lie down for a bit, I don't like seeing a frown on such a pretty face.”
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severusimpact · 4 months
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A harry potter x original character fanfiction
Chapter 1: gloom
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There are many famous names within the wizarding world, some famous for their heroic deeds, others for the opposite. Then there are people like Harry Potter.
Famous within the wizarding world, not so much out. He has mystery surrounding them. Whilst in England voldemort vanished after killing Harry Potters parents. But at the same time something peculiar happened in Romania.
A child vanished into thin air. Nothing left but a wooden toy carved into the shape of a star. Her name was Princess Astronia, born to Crina, Queen of Romania, and Perseus, Prince of Greece. From the moment she was born to the moment she vanished she was the light of their life. Their little star. And for this very reason they decided against introducing her to their citizens until an appropriate age.
So she was kept hidden for 2 whole years they lived in complete bliss, unaware of the turning of events about to take place. For it only takes one single moment for your whole life to change, a simple flip of a switch, blinking even a sinple breath can change the whole course of these events.
But that didnt happen instead a careless nightmaid decided the young toddler would be fine for a few minutes whilst she slipt out to see her secret lover, one of the guards. If only that nightmaid had simply stuck to her duties and perhaps none of this would've happened.
The nightmaid met her lover and after having a delicious midnight desert together she quickly went back to her station careful as to not get caught. However when she entered the room not a sound could be heard. Only her own breath. No one elses. But that meant. No.
She rushed over to the medium crib and saw what she hoped was untrue. The child was gone.
At this moment she lets out a shrieks which alerts the guards as well the the queen who was notoriously a light sleeper. The queen and guard enter the room at the same time, however the night made is too dishevelled to say a word and points to the crib. Crina rushes over and looks into the crib and immediately turns to the nightmaid.
"Where is my child?" She asks.
The maid cries out more at this question and answers in a barely audible tone.
"I don't know"
With these three words spoken the queens world was shattered and she lunged towards the nightmaid managing to take her down to the floor.
"I shall ask once more. Where is my child"
The nightmaid looked at her queen fearfully for she had never seen her queen with such hatred on her face.
"I swear, I don't know. I left for five minutes at most. And she was gone. I swear I would never hide her"
The nightmaid cries even harder now just a sobbing mess on the floor. The queen lets go of her and gets up and turns to her guards.
"Take her to the dungeons, lock down the city and search everywhere at once. Every house every single nook and cranny. Im going to inform my husband. No one in this kingdom will rest until my
child is in my arms again"
The guards act as soon as the queen is done speaking. The nighmaid is dragged off to the dungeons whilst the entire royal gaurd is disposed searching for the missing child. Crina wakes Perseus and informs him of what has happened. It is said his screams reached far beyond the kingdom.
Citizens grew restless wondering why the royald guards were intruding their homes and tearing them apart. No reason was ever given to them on this day. Hours past and still no sign of the lost princess. The nightmaid has been interrogated none stop. She only said the same thing over and over. I dont know. Those three words that she spoke that ruined their lives.
The nightmaid never saw the sun again.
That night a body was found floating in a river. The guards that stumbled upon it inspected the body and lookes at each other in shock. They carefully wrapped up the body in fabric and made there way back to the castle.
It is said the sky wept three times over that day. Lakes and rivers rose, valleys flooded. For the pure of heart was taken from this world and the heavens weeped for such a loss.
The world moved on. But inside that palace life stayed the same. No one ever saw the royal family after that. No citizen that tried to enter was turned away. Even the royal guards were rarely seen. Eventually people left drifting into other kingdoms putting behind the one that kept them in the shadows.
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spaceic · 2 months
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Analysing Carol during s10 ep21 "Diverged" (The Walking Dead)
Carol wanted to fix the torn scarf because she wanted someone to come and fix her after everything shes been through and how unappealing shes turned out, but when she threw it away it symbolised that she knew she could never be fixed and shes like that forever now. "I just want to fix something" meant she felt so helpless and out of control of all the relations in her life. Her and Daryl's luck ran out, the majority of the original group are gone, Ezekiel is dying and Maggie is mad at her for what she did. None of which she wanted and she can't fix any of that since its all already done, so she wanted to be able to feel in control, be able to fix something, anything, but she couldn’t.
The rat was herself basically. Something that could be so sinple to fix had destroyed her and everything around her. It was driving her insane because she couldnt even catch a damn rat. When it escaped the box after she was so close to capturing it could reference when Daryl had begged her to talk to him, gotten her so close to coming back from her revenge, only to fall out again and mess it all up again. When she opens up to Jerry, admits that she thinks shes broken and admits what happens, the rat leaves. The rat may be gone but shes still fixing the damages from it and she won't be able to live without knowing what happened. She destroyed those walls like how she destroyed herself and her relations. Now she needs to fix it, but no matter how much effort she puts in it will never be the same wall again. It will always be changed by what she did when she lost control of herself.
Keeping the garage closed while she tried to catch it shows she caged herself in and thought she needed to do it alone, but when she opened the door and herself to Jerry, it went away.
She doesn't want an apology from Daryl because she knows she doesn't deserve it. After everything she did, to others and to him, she never wants to be forgiven. She wants to carry it with her because thats what she thinks she deserves.
(Speculation, kinda reaching at straws for the next bit)
Dog going with Carol mightve shown that a piece of Daryl was with her, so no matter how angry he is at her, he doesn't want her to get hurt. Also, the two of them ending by going through different doors shows they're never going to be together again, or atleast not for a while. They're still connected but not the same way they used to be. Usually they would share items such as the knife, but Daryl telling her to keep it ends that part of them. They wont be together to share items like that again. Carol would've been there with him normally, so him being alone shows he's different without her, not as used to her being gone. But he moves on. He gets a new knife showing he's not dependent on her, and carol keeps the old one, showing she's still thinking of what used to be there.
Also the episode name kind of proves that theyre never going to be on the same path again.
These are just random thoughts I had while watching the episode, don't know if they really make any sense lol its just me blabbering about my favourite character :p
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flockofdoves · 3 months
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im going fucking cuckoo bananas. why is it so hard to fill my schedule to be a full time student for my last semester when i am infamously the type of person who wants to learn about everything ever and jumps at any opportunity to take random classes
have really really really wanted to take advanced spanish grammar for so long but every fucking semester i have a necessary class during that time (due to the epidemic of every class in the world being in late morning on tuesday/thursday) and this semester my One Singular Class I Absolutely Need To Graduate is at that time
so then i was like. oh well. i'll take italian 1 instead since my grandfather has been trying to plan one last trip to where his family is from and if i get to go it will be good to practice italian in a formal context
but then that trip fell through and i just really really want to improve my spanish so i emailed a class for heritage speakers to see if it would be appropriate for me and the professor got back to me and said i was welcome to come to the first class and try it out
and so today i went to the spanish for heritage speakers class and it made me so so excited to be immersed in spanish again and going over the content of the course, with the exception of how i don't really need much writing help since when i was learning all the basics of how to read and write i did that as much in spanish as i did english, all the grammar topics were exactly what i needed and the idea of a class where everyone talks at a high level and theres no english but you still get into the basics of explaining different grammar topics is so so refreshing!!!
and at the end of class the professor was like your spanish is at a high enough level for this class so if you want to take it then see you monday! and it got me so excited
and then the italian class was just really extremely basic. i understand basically anything said to me in italian and know a decent amount of vocab i just have trouble speaking but throughout my life i have at least studied basics like past and present tense and articles and stuff. so my goals were to learn more grammar and make my pronunciation better (i always pronounce everything so spanish and dont have a good sense for what words have which e or o sound)
but this professor was like yeah basically this whole course is just present tense and well learn the sinple past tense right at the end. but i already know that!!! and also unfortunately she has a noticeable american accent while speaking so thats not much help for improving my accent either
so i was like well whatever that makes my decision easy ill drop italian and take the spanish class. but still just in case i asked her about if i could take an italian placement test (was nervous about that originally because the next level up was during my necessary class again) and she was like yeah ive never had to do that before but i can figure that out for next week. which is a little nervewracking bc add/drop ends on wednesday. but whatever i was excited about taking spanish now
but then when i got home today i saw an email from the spanish professor (technically a grad student) like ‘i talked to my colleagues and even if your spanish level is high enough since you are not a heritage speaker here are some classes better suited for you [classes where you write huge essays in spanish which i do not have the time or desire for rn]’
and that was upsetting because i just really most of anything wanted to take a spanish class but then i was feeling a bit better because it turned out there was a new section added of the italian 2 class that fit my schedule and looking through that classes textbook it seemed the exact mix of easy but not boring because ill still actually be learning stuff that i needed. and i even called my mom (who used to be an italian language professor) and read the textbook units and she agreed it seemed exactly right for me
so i went to start writing an email to that professor to be proactive even before taking the placement test but in the fucking half hour since i had last checked the page rhat section of the class filled up with no waitlist
so i looked through the entire search of classes in a certain block of time not on tuesday thursday for my giant university and literally rhe only thing that seemed both manageable and interesting was an intro to japanese class. and i was excited like wow! how did i miss this when i was first searching for classes! only to click on it and remember i did see it and the reason it wasnt on my backup class list was because it doesnt allow seniors to take it
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theartofsmiles · 1 year
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All I want from life is a little place to call my own, with space for all my hobbies. I'd love a room for my music, with my keyboard always out and my banjo and guitar leant against the wall. My lyre is hung up instead of sealed away in a box for "later". I'd have a room with my records and sewing machine, and I'd learn to make clothes like I used to know. There'd be a room just for books with a cosy place just to sit and read, and my yoga mat would be left on the floor, always ready for me. In the kitchen, everything would have its place. There'd be a shelf just for my coffee machines and I'd have areas for bread making, jam making, canning and brewing beer. My garden would be a sanctuary for wildlife - small but perfect. There'd be sweet smelling flowers mixed among the vegetables. A swing would hang off the branches of an old apple tree and there'd be a small table outside the door where I could sit and eat my breakfast. It's a lot to ask but also not too much. I want a sinple life where I can learn and create, grow and simple be. When people ask me my dream job, I don't know what to say. I do not dream of working, only of living simply and with peace.
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gay-for-frog · 1 month
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Why do you think most countries do not exclude criminals, specifically those OUT OF PRISON WHO HAVE SERVED TIME, from voting? What is the point of prison if people are punished harder and further after release and refused the right to participate in society? The sinple fact is the government is deliberately disenfranchising people and any law that bans criminals from voting can also be used to suppress votes in certain regions and demographics and HAS been done repeatedly by changing the laws and moving the goal posts. You're just too dug in to admit you opened your mouth on a topic you clearly refuse to understand and keep going "b-b-but people can be bad!" Yeah and bad people still deserve civil rights and don't become better from exclusion.
I am not changing my mind on views that I have accumulated over the years--for specific reasons--all based on life experiences. It is obvious that no one can change my mind on my views. And I will not be bullied (even by a group of people) into accepting views that I just do not agree with. And I should not have "started this" [argument] because I've realized that I cannot "change your mind", either.
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apollotronica · 4 months
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goodness. ok one big ask for all of them
hearts
🤍 - you scare me /pos
💛 - you are like a wet cat
💚 - one million dollars. for you
i'd say red but that's known
artist
4. fav character/subject thats a bitch to draw
9. what are your file name conventions
24. do your references include stock images
27. do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? if so, what is it you draw to warm up with
30. what piece of yours do you think is underrated
specific and unrelated
4. mythical creature you think/believe is real?
7. what animal do you look forward to most when you visit an aquarium
16. thoughts on mint chocolate chip
26. hows your spice tolerance?
get-to-know-me
bamboo - do you change into a different outfit when you get home
sage - what 'medium' of art (poetry, music, fiction, painting, statues, etc) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is
ivy - what are your 'tells' for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you're happy annoyed upset or tired
chamomile - what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts
aloe vera - what's something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?
taro - if someone called you right now to catch up, what're the things youd tell them about
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OKAY JESUS HOLD ON these responses are for the heartsI SHOUDLNT SCARE YOU IM SO SWEETS and like you said . a wet cat .norhing to be afraid of . 10 jerbillion dollars for me
these r the attist asks i think
4 - honesltyUMMM i can never get dazais hair right . but hes pretty sinple everywhrr else . i also feel like i draw akutagawas hair inconsistently . all my problems are centered around hair
9 - my file names are whatever ibis paint x decides the file name is . unless i download it on my computer in which case its usually somr dumb shit
24 - SOOOOOMETIMES ???? i go on pinterest and just save and use whatever i need Hold on let me look at my reference folder rq. yeah ol i only have one stock image and its a dude holding a corndog
27 - NOPE my warmup is the sketch and maybe ill draw a couple face expressions on the side if im not in the zone yet . but no indont warm up usually
30 - THAT ONE OF IVLYA (OC) where hes like . almost facing the side .i cant find the image rn just go into my art tag😢
these repwonses r for the . unrelated/specific ones, 4 + 7 answered
16 - i like the mint . not the chocolatw chip . i think i would enjoy a minr chocolate swirl better because i hate chunks
26 - Um . average . i can handle like actual food spice like curry or other . things . but junk food like takis RUUUUUUIN MEEEEEE
these r for da get 2 know me ones ^_^ ivy ans chamomile answered
bamboo - Yeah i hate wearing outside clothes in the comfort of my home . i change into . usually what i slept in
sage - MUSIC AND POETRY i dont seem like a poetry guy i think but holy fucking shit some poems . some of them man. Ugh. and music theres so mucu potential Like . harmonies and shit dude im unwell . Music foreva
aloe vera - i kinda wna tto go on a real date Because like . idk that stuff is so foreign to me im not familiar with aaaany of it . i also want to get into baking
taro - FUCJ IT DEPENDS FROM WHEN HONESTLY i d let them know about my Mental Ailments i think id show off some art and link some of my socials maybe . and id talk about music . and things i got into while they were gone . Maybe attempt to discuss ... shivers . Feelings . i dont know
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introvertsmuses · 9 months
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Words, so many words. They tumble around a brain too small to handle them. Four lanes of traffic merged into one. Nothing good ever comes out. Just random words on paper.
Love is like a seesaw, she's up, I'm down. She's down, I'm in the stratosphere. This is no sinple seesaw, my side is strapped with rockets that would make even a billionaire jealous. I should be happy, and in many ways I am. I felt joy for the first time in years. I felt warmth, intimacy. But is any of it real? Probably not.
I end paragraphs too early, maybe I'll end my life early; edgy. That however would require an amount of dedication I do not possess. So I will wane away like the the rocks against the sea. The sweet irony is, my own neuroticism has done more damage than almost everything life has crashed into me.
I cried about *** on the streets of Bogotá. During one of the days I was upset with her. My thoughts went back to him. A innocent happy child gone. Why don't the miserable perish? Pointless questions. Selfish questions. I often think how much better life would be for my family if I had died instead of him. More pointless trains of thought. This it's about me, selfish weak me. Not the beautiful and innocent. I miss you cheeseburger, I could write whole novels about you.
Words, so few words.
But what fills the gap? Something arguably worse. Feelings: dread, insecurity, loneliness, emptiness.
When does the hunger go away? When does the yearning stop? It was gone when I was holding her. I wanted to consume every inch of her, her body, her mind, her soul. Stap us into opposite ends of a nuclear fusion device; launch out atoms together. She doesn't have enough atoms to fill my void though. Could I consume the world and still feel empty? Maybe.
Words no more words.
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