Papa Emeritus I, II, III, IV
A commemorative post before whatever the FUCK is gonna happen tomorrow
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2022 A100 List
Every May, the A100 List honors the 100 Asians and Pacific Islanders (APIs) who had the most impact on culture and society over the past year.
Bridgerton is an American streaming television period drama Netflix series. It is based on Julia Quinn’s novels set in the competitive world of Regency-era London during the season when debutantes are presented at court.
Bridgerton’s Season 2 is the most-watched English-language television series on Netflix with 656.16 million hours viewed since its March 25, 2022 launch. With generally positive reviews, it debuted number one in 92 countries on the platform. Nielsen Media Research reported a total of 2.55 billion minutes viewed on United States television screens in the first three days of Season 2’s availability which doubled all other shows across streamers for that week. In April 2021, it was confirmed that the series had been renewed for a third and fourth season.
So happy Simone and Charithra made the list this year! They deserve it 💖
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Prompt 286
Danny doesn’t think his eyes have ever been so wide, half cradled as he was against the ghost of time, who was… much larger than he was when he had met him. Not as big as the ghost king, at least in height or bulk, but, he didn’t know, longer? Give him a break, he was exhausted and injured!
“Clockwork,” the ghost rasped, standing to their full height as an unreadable expression crossed over corpse-pale skin. “You look… well…”
“Don’t you ‘look well’ me, Pariah Dark!” Clockwork spat, his cloak mostly covering Danny and look, he couldn’t help but to curl closer, it was nice and he was tired! It was soft, and warm, like what he thinks silk might maybe feel like, and comforting like a blanket straight out of the dryer.
He blinked away dizziness, pausing in his idly petting of the bit of cloak in his hand when he realized he had missed a bit of the… argument? Conversation? It wasn’t a fight yet, but he wasn’t going to throw it out as a possibility. Ugh, his everything ached.
“I saw all that you could become, all that you would become,” the time ghost’s claws- didn’t he have gloves before- gripped at his hair, crimson eyes practically smoldering.
Danny looked between the two like he was watching a football game, eyes wide beneath his bangs and mouth parted in a small o of verging realization over what he was hearing.
“And somehow-” Clockwork threw his hands up, cloak flaring from the motion. “I still fell in love with you like an idiot!”
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Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸
[ Third Vacation: Maxwell! ]
As part of my incessant need to mix things up, Maxwell won the Background Luck Roll (thank you, random.org) that earned him a special mini moment with Daniel! The two saw the sun glittering off the snow in the early morning and decided that it would be the perfect weather for a nice, relaxing stroll.
Part 4 of 7 🌹
@yikessims
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DFFOO || Noctis & Luna's Secret Date
Act 4, Chapter 2 part 2: Letting Go.
Bonus:
Now we finally have an explanation for this
They are living their best life in Opera Omnia 🌙✨🎉
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what kind of love are you
💖TYSM for the tag @elderwisp💖
✨Atlas✨
Love as the Dawn
Pastel, saccharine and hopeful, your love rises slow to greet the day. It tiptoes on doe feet and blossoms bit by bit, petal by petal. Love is new to you, isn’t it? A fresh discovery in a world you do not quite understand. Your love loves with bated breaths. Your love swoons and sighs and lingers under awnings. Your love romanticizes. Your love aches as tenderly as a bruise. You’re swollen with desire and idealizations. The perfect kiss, the perfect touch, the perfect partner in life. Your love is wide-eyed and innocent, naive and pristine and oh, so very easily breakable. Being loved by you is to be loved by a child, by a lamb, wooly-eyed and helpless. Oh. I really hope it lasts.
✨Asher✨
Love as a Performance
Your love is a masquerade, a dance, a work of art. You love with a veil across your face, unable to allow anyone to see the real you. Can that be considered love, you wonder? As a performer, you have all your lines prepared, and you know exactly what to say and when to say it. You’re charismatic and bold, seductive and hypnotic. Your love is a snake’s melody, the siren song of the sea. Your love is enchanting. Your love is melodic. Your love is afraid and fearful and longing. You ache to tear the veil off, you ache to cast poetry aside for the sake of something real and gritty. You’re terrified of the very thought. Being loved by you is to be loved by an artist; it is to be a muse. It reflects others beautifully, but never, ever yourself. Not really. Not truly.
Ahaaa interesting results 👀
I'm going to tag: @theosconfessions, @raiiny-bay, @havenroyals, @happy-lemon, @rebeldaydream, @dandylion240
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