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fancypantsrecords · 2 years
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Various Artists - Arknights: Journey Of Hope | Yostar | 2022 | Black
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ronaldlaymanjournal · 8 months
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My Journey Towards a Brighter Tomorrow
In the grand tapestry of life, I find myself at the crossroads of generations, where experiences, challenges, and dreams intertwine. This blog post is an emotional celebration of my journey, highlighting the power of growth, the promise of a brighter future, and the profound impact that one person's transformation can have on us all.
Our world is an ever-evolving story, where every generation weaves its unique thread into the narrative. It's a story of resilience, innovation, and the continuous evolution of humanity. As I gather the threads of experience from different times and places, I create a rich and intricate tapestry of inspiration that touches the deepest chords of my soul.
With every sunrise, a new page is written, an opportunity to grow and inspire. Each morning brings hope, a chance to learn from yesterday's lessons, and to become a better version of myself. With each new day, I embrace the power to inspire positive change, and the emotions that stir within me remind me of the boundless potential that lies within my heart.
As night falls and I rest my head, I carry the wisdom of the day with me. Nightly reflection isn't about dwelling on past mistakes but about acknowledging my progress, becoming wiser with each passing moment, and preparing to greet a new day with hope and determination. It's in these moments of quiet reflection that I feel a deep sense of gratitude for the journey I'm on.
Life is an eternal classroom, where every experience, every encounter, is a lesson in the making. It's about approaching each moment with humility, curiosity, and a willingness to learn from each other. In our collective growth, we find the power to inspire and uplift everyone in our global community, evoking emotions that remind us of our shared humanity.
In the midst of life's challenges, we often encounter unsung heroes. My parents, hard-working and dedicated, navigated their own path through the complexities of divorce. Raising children during such times is a journey filled with struggles and sacrifices that are sometimes hidden from the eyes of the young. As I've grown older, I've gained a deeper understanding of their challenges and an immense appreciation for their unwavering commitment to providing the best they could for their children.
Behind my journey, there's a circle of family and friends who provide support, love, and understanding. But my journey has also taken me around the world, where I've had the privilege of meeting wonderful people from diverse backgrounds. These global encounters have enriched my life with knowledge and insight, and I deeply appreciate the friendships and experiences that have broadened my perspective.
In a world of constant change, I am the author of my destiny. Every day offers an opportunity for personal growth, transformation, and the power to inspire others. The emotions I feel, a mixture of sadness and happiness, remind me of my shared humanity and the potential for positive change within me. Together, we can make this world shine brighter with each passing moment, as I embark on a journey of hope, inspiration, and lasting impact.
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ruporas · 2 months
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dragon meat, you, and me
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mienar · 1 month
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the wandering painter, part one
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dramaticpandabear · 1 month
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I love how in the Dracula Daily fandom, we don’t say that we are beginning once again on May 3rd.
Rather, we say “my dear friend Johnathan is preparing for his upcoming trip. I hope he has such a wonderful time and that he brings back some delicious recipes :)”
And I think that’s beautiful
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astearisms · 8 months
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but it ain’t called love without a little tragedy 🍁
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ionomycin · 7 months
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holistichealingg · 7 months
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flame-shadow · 3 months
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a snail wakes up and goes on a journey
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lavenderleahy · 1 month
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Buck scans the reception venue, eyes finally landing on Tommy. He's is sitting at an otherwise empty table in the back of the venue, sipping on punch and staring off in the distance. As Buck jogs over to him, Tommy notices him and his eyes lift with the hint of a smile. Buck slides into the chair nearest to him, hunching over earnestly.
"Tommy, hey. I'm so sorry. I did not mean to ditch you for half the wedding."
"Hey it's all good," Tommy shrugs. "You've got your priorities. Maddie needed you. No one could've predicted the chaos of the day."
"Yes," Buck responds, placing a hand on Tommy's. "But I'm still sorry. I'd do anything for Maddie, but it still wasn't okay to desert you."
Tommy mirrors Buck's movements and places his other hand on top of his. Smiles gently. "Evan. I can hold my own at a wedding. I promise."
Buck glances down, then looks up at Tommy, smiling shyly. "It's just... it's only our second date and I've fucked up both of them."
Tommy laughs. A real, pleasant laugh. It makes butterflies dance in Buck's stomach.
"You've done nothing of the sort, Evan," Tommy responds. "Sure, everything with you is.... unexpected. But I like it."
Now the butterflies are doing somersaults. "Yeah?"
Tommy smiles and squeezes his hand reassuringly. "Yeah."
Buck beams. God, he's so nervous. Tommy makes him nervous. He still can't believe Tommy has given him another chance after their train wreck of a first date. He'd been thinking about the wedding for days beforehand, just wanting everything to go perfectly. Needless to say, it had not gone perfectly. Not even close.
But here Tommy still was, smiling at him, holding his hand, forgiving him anyways. He hadn't left in the chaos. He-
"You're staring." Tommy's voice interrupts his train of thought. He raises his eyebrows. "Like what you see?"
Fuck, Tommy's so confident. Of course he's confident. He's cool, and he's loyal, and he's willing to take risks, and he has a cleft, and - Buck can't stop himself. He reaches his hand up and gently grasps Tommy by the chin, his thumb on that dimple and his four fingers brushing against the stubble near his neck.
"I'm gonna kiss you now," he says, breathless.
Tommy doesn't say anything, just nods solemnly.
Buck leans in and closes the gap, brushing his lips against Tommy's. Immediately, there's electricity buzzing between them and he deepens the kiss. Their noses and foreheads are pressed against each other, their lips dancing in unison, and there's nothing, nothing that Buck would rather be doing right now. His right hand snakes around Tommy's neck and he pulls him in closer, impossibly closer. The kiss is perfect. Tommy is perfect. He never wants this kiss to end.
But Tommy pulls back, ending the kiss far, far too early. His face his flushed and Buck is proud to notice that he might be a little breathless, too. He stands up, and Buck's eyes follow him, wide and wondering.
"C'mon," Tommy says, offering a hand to Buck where he remains in the chair.
Buck puts his hand in Tommy's but he can't move. His mind is still reeling from the kiss. He wants to kiss Tommy again.
"You said you needed someone to dance with, right?"
This shakes Buck out of his stupor, and he laughs. "Yeah, I did," he says, rising to his feet. He lets his eyes meet Tommy's and steps forward into his space. "Let's dance."
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ruporas · 23 days
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your love returns in tragedy (ID in alt)
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phoebonica · 7 months
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you know, on top of all the horror and tragedy that Mina is going through right now, it has to add insult to injury that she, the train lover, got to ride on the Orient Express and slept through most of it.
this sounds like a joke but it's genuinely really sad the more I think about it. another source of joy in her life that's been twisted and ruined. just like how Jonathan can't even bring himself to write about the landscape. they are both going through so much.
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ask-spiderpool · 1 year
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wandoffire · 4 months
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novakiart · 3 months
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the thrilling conclusion (no, peter did not get the picture)
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