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#happy birthday to me :P
agkandvideomaker2000 · 4 months
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Welp, today is where I become another year older...don't you worry everyone, the cake it's on the way! ;)
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unholy-gigi · 10 months
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Happy Birthday Lucía
Hope you don't mind if we have a special guest at the castle today..
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I wish you a lovely day
Awww thank you so much miss ihrin qwq you are always so sweet,oh almost forgot
AAAAAAAAH *faints*
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tenndo · 1 year
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i love this funky kid
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thekidsarentalright · 25 days
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Who is Patrick Stump these days? "(Pauses to think) I'm a dad, I'm a composer, I'm a nerd... and I sit around and try and help other people tell their stories."
Happy birthday Patrick, my favorite storyteller <3
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s-grunge · 2 months
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bu99erfly · 1 year
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IRENE MAMA in Hong Kong, 171201
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dinxieyinxie · 4 months
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I HOPE I MADE IT IN TIME AUUGHH HAPPY BORNDAY TO MY SKRUNKLY SILLY WILLY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH QWQ (let us turn a blind eye that Yonal broke one of Transfiguration Laws for Severus)
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I'm a day early, but Happy birthday to the King of Horror, the Merchant of Menace, and Master of Mayhem, Vincent Price 🖤🦇🖤
(His birthday is tomorrow)
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cosmicdenro · 10 months
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i got thsc birthday art cooking i have just been very late this year :p but i was going insane with friends on aggie last night so here's a bit of that :3 and here's the full canvas if u wanna see others' arts too
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doodlesdreaming · 6 months
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Beware the gentle ones. Anger them, and they will bite.
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But more importantly @yore-donatsu ,
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smoshpvnk · 2 months
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zhongrin · 4 months
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cw/tw. gif(s), child neglect, depiction of starvation & frostbite, suicidal thoughts
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𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐈𝐈
Candour of Light and Shadows
Quest Started
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I still think
Some people were born a shadow.
"ーHappy birthday, sweetheart!"
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"Thanks, mama!"
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"May Lady Tsaritsa bless my little snowflake so he grows up big and healthy... And may She protect you from all dangers and surround you with love and happiness!"
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"..... Mama, what about-"
"Hold on, darling."
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Every year, instead of burning candles, I burn the memories of you.
Every year, instead of huddling in front of a warm fireplace, I relive the memories of the icy grave you call home.
Every year....
I wonder.
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Why didn't you just di̴̖̊ë̷̻͙́̒̿̆ that day?
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Why did the gods pity you when your own blood couldn't care less?
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Why you? Why me? Why us?
I dare not defy the fate bestowed upon me. This is the role we were bestowed with. The second option. The second best. The supporting role.
The shadow.
....
But maybe....
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Just... maybe.
.............
Maybe all this time, I've been tricking myself, thinking I was undeserving. Of the spotlight. Of the warm fireplace. Of..... a home.
“....”
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“Wha....?”
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“Happy birthday, Cov!!”
“My my, did we catch you off-guard so much you were about to unsheathe your sword?”
“Ah... I'm..... sorry.......”
“It's fine, it's fine. More importantly, do you like chocolate cakes? I had no idea what kind of cake you'd like but since you love hot chocolate and cookies, I thought you'd like themー”
“......”
“Cov?”
“...........”
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“Thank you.”
Maybe one day, I'll be able to feel truly worthy of this.
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I guess…. Just for today, I can be the light.
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𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐈𝐈 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞
Candour of Light and Shadows
Quest Completed
[ To be continued(?) ]
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bunnyinatree · 1 year
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I saw this tweet and knew that I wanted to redraw its pose in time for Mikami's birthday. What a freak (affectionate) 💚✨
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[image ID: a digital drawing of Teru Mikami from Death Note set against a pink background. He is wearing his green button-up and yellow tie ensemble, and he has fallen forward onto his knees and is clutching at his head in distress. This is followed by a screenshot of a tweet that reads, "Can someone draw they babygirl like this." Two photos of people in business suits and button-ups follow. In both photos, their faces are hidden, their heads are being clutched, and they seem to be deep in the throes of despair. End image ID.]
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IT WAS THAT DAY TODAY, AND I AM THAT AGE W O W!!
I'll take this time to thank you all so much for the support I have received since I joined Tumblr in September of 2022, it really means a lot to me you guys!
Looking forward to another year of silliness
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I comb the crowd and pick you out, my mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out, it starts eyes closed to fingers crossed, to "I swear, I say", to "I swear, I say." To hands between legs, to "whatever it takes", to drinks at the club, to the bar, to the keys to your car, to hotel stairs, to the emergency exit door. To the "love," I left my conscience pressed between the pages of the Bible in the drawer, "What did it ever do for me," I say. It never calls me when I'm down, love never wanted me, but I took it, anyway. Put your ear to the speaker and choose love or sympathy, but never both, love never wanted me. "I hoped you choked and crashed your car," hey, "tear catcher," that's all that you are and ever were from the start, I swear, I say, I swear, I say. To hands between legs, to "whatever it takes", to drinks at the club, to the bar, to the keys to your car, to hotel stairs and to the emergency exit door, to the "love," I left my conscience pressed between the pages of the Bible in the drawer, "What did it ever do for me" I say. It never calls me when I'm down, love never wanted me, but I took it, anyway, put your ear to the speaker and choose love or sympathy but never both, no. To the "love," I left my conscience pressed through the keyhole as I watched you dress, kiss and tell, loose lips sink ships, to the "love," I left my conscience pressed through the keyhole as I watched you dress, kiss and tell, loose lips sink ships. To the "love," I left my conscience pressed through the keyhole as I watched you dress, kiss and tell, loose lips sink ships. To the "love," I left my conscience pressed, to the "love," I left my conscience pressed, to the "love," I left my conscience pressed between the pages of the Bible in the drawer- "What did it ever do for me," I say...
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queenlucythevaliant · 9 months
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'Yes, that old oak with which I saw eye to eye was here in this forest,' thought Prince Andrei. 'But whereabouts?' he wondered again, looking at the left side of the road and, without realizing, without recognizing it, admiring the very oak he sought. The old oak, quite transfigured, spread out a canopy of dark, sappy green, and seemed to swoon and sway in the rays of the evening sun. There was nothing to be seen now of knotted fingers and scars, of old doubts and sorrows. Through the rough, century-old bark, even where there were no twigs, leaves had sprouted, so juicy, so young that it was hard to believe that aged veteran had borne them.
'Yes, it is the same oak,' thought Prince Andrei, and all at once he was seized by an irrational, spring-like feeling of joy and renewal. All the best moments of his life of a sudden rose to his memory. Austerlitz, with that lofty sky, the reproachful look on his dead wife's face, Pierre at the ferry, that girl thrilled by the beauty of the night, and that night itself and the moon and ... everything suddenly crowded back into his mind.
'No, life is not over at thirty-one,' Prince Andrei decided all at once, finally and irrevocably. 'It is not enough for me to know what I have in me- everyone else must know it too: Pierre, and that young girl who wanted to fly away into the sky; all of them must learn to know me, in order that my life may not be lived for myself alone.
From War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
#there are so many gorgeous passages in W&P that i could pick#why not this one in which Andrei reflects on several of them?#I've already talked about the Natasha and the moon passage on this blog. truly one of the most beautiful scenes I've ever read in any book#but part of what's so interesting about that scene is that we actually get it from Andrei's perspective. he's listening below the window#and overhearing Natasha that night is really what makes him love her#it's what made /me/ love her#and he carries that experience with him alongside his own experience looking up at the sky on the battlefield at Austerlitz#Napoleon himself sees Andrei and commends his courage but Andrei barely notices because the sky is so so beautiful#the lofty heavens which he never really considered before#but Natasha did#and so it's those moments his friendship with Pierre this old oak that renew his lust for life#life is not over at thirty. once i heard a girl exclaim at the loveliness of the moon and wish to fly away.#once i lay on a battlefield and all i could see was the beauty of the sky#and my friend Pierre believes in the future and he's searching it out#and look. this tree is still here#first time i read W&P i was honestly so relieved that so many people got happy endings the tragedy of Andrei's death didn't fully register#i mean the chapters concerning his death are beautiful and sad. the kinship between Natasha and Maria at his bedside#the peace he finds as he dies#but it really is a story in which he had decided to live fully only to die young. and that's become increasingly tragic to me as I've grown#happy birthday tolstoy#russia where are you flying to?#pontifications and creations
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