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redsnowdrop · 2 days
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When will I be content with myself and stop missing the life I once lived?
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saydesole · 1 month
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Reminder: Always shower yourself with love 🤎
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 1 year
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Web weaving about the untold story in you !
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From sketches to underglaze, fingers crossed for the final firing, hoping this spectator’s purple comes out 🤞
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a--z--u--l · 3 months
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Lo bonito de Tumblr es que puedes escribir algo y que alguien, a miles de kilómetros de distancia, lo lea y piense "este wey es pendejo".
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clairepatroclus · 1 month
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(not my original post)
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baguette-child561 · 2 months
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𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗒:𝖨𝗆 𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋!
𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋:𝖨’𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋!
𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗒:𝖨’𝗆 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋!
𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋:𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋!
𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗒:𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋!
𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋:𝖨’𝗆-..𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝖥𝖠𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍!
*𝖳𝗈𝗇𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽*
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fanfictionvibesworld · 2 months
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(A/n: sorry for the late updating my little warriors. You see I am working on some books on my new Wattpad profile. That's where most my one shots and stories are. If curious about where I am and Wattpad my username is @fanficvibs16)
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Summery:Human Alastor x child reader
⚠️Warning: Some cruising, Arguments 
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The date was 1910 in Louisiana, New Orleans. In this decade it was all about change. Everything was changing. The technology, communication, transportation, and of course society. But that doesn't mean it's always a good thing at times. This day was Normal though as the bir—
" God, You're just being just...so difficult to deal with let alone be married to!"
A woman exclaimed loud as it came from a cozy small cabin that was surrounded by lovely trees and plants. Isolated from the outside world. Let's see what's happening shall we?
The man and woman was in the living room of there vintage cozy cabin as the fireplace was roaring behind them. The woman was standing up in the middle of the living room with arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed looking at the man that was sitting down on a leather comfortable recliner chair as he looked like he didn't give "zero fuckes" about what the woman was on about this time. The lanky tall man replied
"If you think I'm so difficult to deal with then you should be looking at a mirror, you're no better then I "
The man stated calmly as he didn't raise his voice at her like she did to him but his words at most times cuts deeper under other people's skin more. Even without the intention. The woman looked more pissed with his response. These arguments back and forward were becoming more of a reoccurring thing these days. All of this started to be more frequent when....SHE was finally here.
" You know what, I'm so sick and tired of this just.... Chose! It's either me or them!"
The woman now in rage said as it hit a boiling point for her. She was giving him suddenly a choice that he had to make.
He was caught off guard instantly as for the first time in his life.... He was speechless. He didn't expect that it would come to this. He abruptly got up from his chair, His signature brown suit followed with him as he looked at her dead in the eyes. The woman took a step back out of reflex and her eyes held some fear since she knew what he could DO and what he WAS. He was now losing his cool a bit as the man's voice became deeper as his usual permanent SMILE was still on display as always
" have you lost your mind, choice. What kind a choice is that? What kind of MOTHER does that."
The man finally exclaimed to the woman more so now we can tell wife. It was the first time that he acted like this and with actual emotion, he always filled with personality was most of it was cold like ice. In reality why he responded like that was because.... She sounded just like... Father ....... He HATED his Father and refuses to talk about what really happened to this day even if he was now in his mid 20's. His permanent smile  was stretched across his face as one of his dark brown eyes twitched in  irritation.
The woman was silent as a mouse. She knew what she said was wrong and probably messed up in someway but she can't take it anymore not with him or anyone. The woman was now looking down at the floor at her feet as the fireplace behind them roared higher than before. She should be ashamed but at the same time she could really care less, she spoke up in a low tone that sounded like a whisper
" Chose ALASTOR "
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" Get out of MY house "
The man said but now known as Alastor. His tone was dark and cold.  He looked down at the woman as she was still looking at the ground as his predatory eyes are watching her every move. He was incredibly pissed. But still he had  that permanent and unsettling SMILE. He should just kill her, here and now but...... didn't want to waste any more of his time.
The woman was so glad that she was still even standing and not dead as then she kept looking at the ground. She just decide to turn around and start to walk to the front door away from him in the living room. She opened the front door as before she even took a step outside  spoke without turning back to him
" You'll regret this "
The woman uttered out as then she didn't even care to stay to hear his response as she then walked out the front door and slammed the door shut as  she left the man standing in the middle living room as the fire was dialing down a bit from the lack of firewood being put in the fireplace.
Long silence filled the cabin as there was unsettledness to it, as it was too quiet. Alastor, after a while of all that  let out a very deep, sigh as he was processing everything him and his (problem no more) wife fought about and her actually leaving
He moved from his spot for what seemed like ages he was standing there, even though that wasn't true.  He walked down the hall outside the living room down to the bedrooms of the house, his brown polished shoes clicked on the ground as he walked. He then stoped in front of one in particular room as it was just like the rest the doors as  it was oak wood but the inside was definitely different from the rest. He turned the old gold color knob as he turned the knob to open the door
In the room was a sight many would think was either a bold face joke or a disbelief sight even for him. The walls were an emerald green with a white ceiling and even a painted forest on one of the walls. Against that forest painted wall had a beige color crib with white small mattress and a blanket. Hanging above the crib was  hanging down as it was baby deers play spiny toy
Alastor walked in the room more as he walked in the room as he actually made an effort to not make his presence known. He walked up to the crib as he looked down. In there was a small red bundle in the middle of crib. Alastor paused for a moment as he hesitated. He then just went for it as he bend down and took the red bundle in his skinny but muscular arms as he hold the red bundle,  it was clear that he didn't really know what he was doing but at least was making an effort
Alastor looked down at the bundle as he took one of his hands as he moved some of that fabric away from the bundles face is what came into view was a precious baby as it had the same mix skin that he had but also had natural rosy cheeks. The baby was though awake as it was looking up at Alastor with there colored eyes with a somewhat chubby face
Alastor just looked down at the baby's with a non readable expression. Alastor never was one to think of to be a father to anyone and even to himself. He to be honest hated children and thought they were just a bunch of germ infested animals that the parents had to deal with until they were adults. It was that but this probably came from his past trauma that was unresolved that he had from his own childhood. By those descriptions one can tell by just that he doesn't like kids. He also was a busy person that didn't like his time passing by  like a waste of time
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This was different. Something that he can't quite put his finger on  what emotion that was emotion or won that he ever used. Doesn't know why he didn't hesitate to pick this baby instead of his own wife but it was done and over with. It's just..... ever since he saw that babies face..... was like a flashlight in his dark cave that he calls his own. He never thought that he would be a father actually scared that he would end up like his Father
Alastor then suddenly smiled down at the baby. This smile was different though. It was more.... comforting and genuine which he hasn't shown in a long time while not even to that wife of his
" Well, I guess it's just you and me now. My little  Fawn"
The baby in his hold of course Didn't know what he said, since he was adult and they were just a child but that didn't stop them from giving him a gummy small back at him. Oh how alike they are already huh?
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(A/n: if wanted to see the full story on this as it is a part of a story that I am actually making go check out my Wattpad is wished. I hope you all have a good night/afternoon/morning. Bye! 
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yum-grass · 2 months
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Fun fact, I recognize most semi major plot point changes in the Percy Jackson series from Tumblr posts 
The Calling Kronos grandpa thing was a Tumblr post way way way way before the show is even talked about releasing
I don’t know why but it feels weird knowing that everyone is praising Rick for something he didn’t do
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saydesole · 7 days
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African Waist Beads 
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 1 year
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You can suffer nostalgia in the presence of beloved if you glimpse a future where beloved is no more
{Quotes: Balance varela /I Loved You Before I Was Born Li-Young Lee /jhon grisham/Geoffrey hill /A poem for a moment with you by Eisha Tandon/emery allen /anais nin/Can't Help Falling in Love Song by Elvis Presley/Milan Kundera, Identity}
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hyydraworks · 2 months
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Working on bg3 guys for the March shop update including some big ol tumblers.
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apexboy · 9 months
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this-is-macy · 1 month
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This entire website was named after him.
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swarehime73 · 2 months
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Proverbs 16:3 -Commit whatever you do to the Lord, And your thoughts will be established.,, Committing everything to the Lord means everything, not just our ministry, Bible reading, praying or church going. God wants all of us which means committing our relationships (friends, romance, church, work, etc), health, leisure, money, possessions, work, intellect, even our eating and sleeping. In other words, every second of every day. If we do this, our thoughts and plans will go right along with God's.
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