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aphroditelovesu · 6 months
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My sweet wife,
In the sunlight or the shadow of the night, my mind is consumed by you. Every beat of my heart is an echo of your name. My love, my fire, my only reason to exist. I feel like the guardian dragon of our love, ready to burn anyone who dares to look at you inappropriately.
I see you as my most precious jewel, something so rare and sublime that the world does not deserve to contemplate. The jealousy that inflames my being is like uncontrollable flames, burning to protect what is mine. I promise to watch over you, protect you and destroy anyone who tries to steal a fragment of our love.
No obstacle, no power in the world or beyond can separate us. My love for you transcends even death, and if anyone dares to try to separate us, your existence will become a memory that not even the seven kingdoms can erase.
(Y/N), I would do anything for you. I would pluck stars from the sky, build mountains, dive into the deepest abyss if it brought you happiness. The whole world bows before our union, for nothing is more powerful than the love I have for you.
The gods have intertwined us inextricably, and any attempt to separate would be like tearing my own soul from my body. I could not bear the thought of a world where you were not present, and serious consequences would be taken to ensure that this never happens.
Don't you even dare to consider the possibility of abandoning me, because the world I built for both of us is inviolable and it suffers the consequences. We are connected by the strongest ties that exist, and I will never allow them to be undone. Always remember: our eternity is sealed by blood and love.
With eternal love,
Maegor Taegaryen.
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buwheal · 10 days
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YAYYYYYY Birthday cake for the birthday boooyyyyyy hooray 46!!!!!!!!!! Made him a cake cause he deserves it :^D
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#1 Salesman 1997 !!!!
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....look familiar perhaps..?
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comfyymoon · 2 years
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platonic dates. platonic dates. platonic dates. let's go to a bookstore together, let's just buy some coffee, let's go eat our favourite food together, let's buy each other flowers, let's write poems for each other, let's write letter to each other, let's go shopping together, let's go on a walk together, let's just go buy groceries together, let's just get some juice and sit on stairs, let's go to the movies, let's go for a hike. let's just be together.
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365filmsbyauroranocte · 5 months
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Priscilla (Sofia Coppola, 2023)
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derangedrhythms · 6 months
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The one factor that nobody but quite close friends can comprehend, is Sylvia’s particular death-ray quality.
Ted Hughes, from ‘Letters of Ted Hughes’ ⁠— Gerald Hughes, December 1962
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apoemaday · 6 months
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Letter from the Ice Field, December
by Sara Eliza Johnson
In the dream, you stand at the end of the field beyond the house.
You bury something. Your hands glow like milk in the dark.
You bend, your shovel lifts pieces of moonlight into the air.
I try to call you inside but my mouth locks with frost.
The room of the skull floods with snow. I have forgotten how you sound.
Your hands fall like milk into the well of darkness you dig
and I cannot see beyond it. This is to say, I wake
with a deeper void. I am beginning to see the body as a well
and your absence as a thirst that pushes its hands
down my throat, lifts the bucket, drinks and drinks. A saint said
when the dead visit us in dreams they cannot know what they do.
You came to the field. You cut off your ears.
Your hands fell through me — two lights I almost broke
in half wanting. Tell me what you thought you were doing
when you tried to lay your body into that ground.
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annaofaza · 9 months
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Two thoughts:
1. These are the eyes of a man who's spent the entire night crying and is too exhausted to do more at this point.
2. Vash declares (blames?) Livio (technically Razlo?) for Wolfwood's death, and he still feeds and takes Livio with him.
Imagine their journey west. Imagine them shaking out bedrolls and Vash turns to say good night and realizes Wolfwood isn't the one beside him. He never will be again.
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drowsydarling · 8 months
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it is like 12 am sorry for the shitty doodle but i had to get this au idea out of my head😭😭 im sure im not the first to think of this idea and there's probably some reason im forgetting that this didn't happen, but still,, im coping ;_;
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jasontoddssuper · 7 months
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Sad that human!Ice Queen and Marshall Lee aren't close like Marceline and Simon because i was gonna make a joke about this being them
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EDIT:Y'ALL LOOK IN THE NOTES SOMEONE DREW IT!!!!
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Sako: Okay, why don’t we all share something about ourselves? Tomura, you first.
Tomura: I regret a lot of things.
Dabi: I have more bags under my eyes than I do personal belongings.
Geten: I still don’t know whose skull I found.
Skeptic: I will one day erase my enemies with science.
Sako: Great bonding, everyone! We'll do this again tomorrow.
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pilferingapples · 1 month
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favorite thing about the Les Mis Letters server this year has been the growing certainty that the TRUE villain of Les Mis is Geometry
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aphroditelovesu · 2 months
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Hello. I hope I'm not disturbing you. Could I request that Yandere Maegor Targaryen write a letter to his wife? (His half-brother sent him to suppress an uprising. His wife is almost seven months pregnant. Moreover, this baby is their ninth child.)
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note: this is actually really cute. hope you like it! ❤️
Beloved Wife,
I write these words permeated with a love that grows every day, just like our precious child who is about to be born. I contemplate in wonder the beauty of the life we ​​create together, and in every moment by your side, my heart overflows with gratitude and admiration for you. I am not a poet or a master of words, but know that my love for you and our children is true.
Even though I'm far away, I feel close to you with every beat of my heart. Knowing that we will soon welcome our ninth child brings me indescribable joy, even amid the turbulent times we face. Although responsibilities keep me away from your presence, know that my thoughts are constantly with you and our child growing within you. With each passing day, my love for you and our family only grows more.
As I know your belly grow with the life we ​​generate, I feel deeply blessed to have you by my side, sharing not only the moments of joy, but also the challenges and overcoming that life brings us. You are my rock, my love, my fortress in the midst of the storms.
The ninth child we are awaiting is the purest expression of our love, a gift that could only come from a union as extraordinary as ours. I can't wait to hold in my arms this little being who is already so loved, and who will bring even more light and happiness to our lives.
I ask that you take good care of yourself and our little one while I am away. I promise to return soon, to share together the happiness of our child's arrival and to further strengthen the bonds that unite us. May every beat of this baby's heart be a reminder of the unconditional love we share, and may his arrival bring us even closer together, if that is possible.
With all my love,
Maegor.
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klm-zoflorr · 2 months
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Things on my mind.
It's a pretty classical trope that people don't tend to be as horny as they age. Train of thoughts has its flaws, of course, but for all intents and purposes it is a trope indeed. How many times have you seen described someone's adventurous youth, promiscuous past, wild early years?
As well, people who have stuff to hide. People who try, and mostly succeed, in projecting a boring middle manager vibe.
So one can only imagine what Jonah Magnus, yes pleasured exhalation 3 whole boyfriends at the same time kept break up letters in my archives pines over a skull sexual tension with everyone he talks to turned on by violence and spooky eye powers and voyeurism most debauched old man on this side of the earth, whore Elias Bouchard, was like in his youth.
For certain, it must have been something to Behold.
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se7enthirds · 11 days
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fire priestess laena 🐦‍🔥
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stunning req i got on twt!
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valiantroyalty · 11 months
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@notwhileimcaptain
Eric walked into the living room wearing nothing but his sweatpants, ostensibly to retrieve a book he had left on the couch, but in reality to tease his fiancée. He wordlessly picked up the book with a sly smile before heading towards the kitchen. (Sorry not sorry 😂)
It only took three seconds for Ariel to stop messing with the puzzle she’s working on, about halfway done, when Erica walked in. She drank in the sight hungrily, and she shamelessly stared. She didn’t even try hiding that she’s looking. It’s a bit disappointing he chose to wear the sweats but they both knew they won’t be on for long.
Putting the pieces aside in her hand the siren scrambled onto her feet to all but run after Eric into the kitchen to pounce on him. It’s a very dangerous game to tease her, and they both knew it. Shes the hunter, and he’s her darling prey.
“Eriic~!”
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blood-orange-juice · 4 months
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I'm actually starting to dig the troll mirror metaphor, it fits surprisingly well.
I went to reread Andersen's tale and got reminded of how the mirror shattered in the first place.
The troll's disciples tried to carry the mirror into heaven with the idea of making fools of the angels and god. The higher they lifted it, the more the mirror laughed, and eventually it slipped from their grasp, fell back to earth and shattered.
DOES IT REMIND YOU OF SOMETHING
Something something Khaenri'ahn sages and the arrogation of mankind.
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As the story goes, some shards got stuck in peoples' hearts and eyes, making them cold, bitter and unable to appreciate anything that wasn't perfect.
Perhaps our calamity of a boy hasn't seen anything particularly terrible in whatever place he ended up in. Perhaps his ability to see things is messed up.
(like Dvalin couldn't see anything behind his own hurt. or like how the Festering Desire sword affects people)
It would also tie into Genshin's recurring theme of horrible truths, beautiful illusions and dreams as a way to bridge the two.
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