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  • the-siren-writes-it
    19.06.2021 - 2 minutes ago
    #the beloved mutual s #Bee I love you sm #the siren answers #rebelpitstop #gonna make me BLUSH
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  • lemonblahsum
    19.06.2021 - 2 minutes ago

    For Juneteenth I want 500 dollars.

    Venmo: @ Natalene-Rehan

    Cashapp: $nataleneR

    #chris evans#captain america #chris evans imagine #gratitude#love#mcu icons #chris evans fanfiction #marvel #chris evans fandom #juneteenth#reparations#mcu fic#summer
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  • satanluver
    19.06.2021 - 2 minutes ago

    I want a house of my own and make it goth and when religious people knock on my door I let them in so they can look terrified never come back hail Satan baybee 

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  • loveinyou
    19.06.2021 - 2 minutes ago

    "El problema empezó cuando escribí tu nombre por el simple hecho de rellenar una hoja en blanco."

    "El problema empezó ahí, al ser consciente de que te quería, incluso, en las historias que aún no había escrito."

    #love quotes#poesia #poets on tumblr #relationship quotes#romance quotes#love poem#quotes#writing #te amo mi amor #amor y dolor #vídeos de amor #texto de amor #notas de amor #escritos#desamor #te amo más #te amo a ti #te amo por siempre
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  • jeanscowboyhat-levisteacup
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago
    #jean come back I miss you #jean bby i swear i don’t deserve you #jean is so yummy i die #jean is my hubby #jean is my baby daddy #bestie I love you so so much #amberstedtalk #I’m so happy rn
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  • arcaneslut
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago
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  • tothestarsandback
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago

    ....

    #hmmm. maybe burnout will go away with doing all your assignments. fuck. my subjects sure are hard is it too late to reconsider #anyway. ill be back online whenever i have the energy this entire week has killed me. have fun with that drafts posts man i love #hearing people fretting about losing their kink fics they have in drafts #dont rb. delete later
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  • zaggyzoo
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago
    #i hope it goes well anon!!! take it slow and if you have a close friend in that circle (or one that you trust!) you can always confide in #them to be of support ! i know it's hard too but sometimes having someone who knows how you're feeling and that's on your side can #help immensely !! #but in any case i am sending you all my good energies and lots of love and support 😚💕💕 i will be thinking of you !!
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  • takenene
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago

    so apparently my city is hitting highest temperatures in a hundred years. i'm getting my second dose tomorrow and like. having a fever during a peak of heatwave will be fun, i'm sure :D

    #love in times of corona #t says
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  • tales-of-starry-night
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago

    Monthly Association Theme: Replica Paintings. To the Left is my Attempt in Love Nikki and To the Right is the original painting done by Paul Delaroche.

    I was honestly pretty stumped on this theme since there’s just so much water items that I don’t have...

    Also, the atmosphere of the original painting of “The Young Martyr” or “La Jeune Martyre” is so dark and haunting and replicating it is difficult.

    #lnduq #love nikki dress up queen #love nikki#starry corridor #I’d love to get over my hurdles and figure out to paint someday...
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  • bookfandomtalk
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago

    Also, I'm really hoping that after yesterday, people will finally stop with seeing Ranboo and Tommy as the main characters (tm) of the Dream SMP that Tubbo is just the sidekick of, because Tubbo has been an integral driving force of the plot just as much as the other two have been, and he has been making his decisions and alliances all along, just as much as the other two have been.

    #tubbo#tommyinnit#ranboo#dsmp #I love them all okay #but Tubbo deserves so much better
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  • yourpervertedneighbor
    19.06.2021 - 3 minutes ago

    So it was an own goal?

    #euros 2020#PORvsGER #love to see it when it’s not us
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  • kesslerisch-fotografie
    19.06.2021 - 4 minutes ago

    Ich liebe sie Kombination aus Wasser und Bergen... In der Schweiz 🇨🇭 hat sich diese geile Kulisse für ein Paarshooting aufgetan.... Wahnsinn über den See zu schauen und die Berge am Horizont zu sehen. · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · #nature #schweiz #paarshooting #switzerland #love #couple #naturelovers #swiss #see #photography #suisse #belovedstories #fotoshooting #myswitzerland #seen #liebe #landscape (hier: Kesslerisch Fotografie) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQTwkzfFdpP/?utm_medium=tumblr

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  • nothing--now
    19.06.2021 - 4 minutes ago

    Quiero tenerte en la cocina preparándote un café que terminaré quitándote,

    Quiero tenerte sentado a un lado mío en el bus y señalando por la ventana algo que te gustó,

    Quiero tenerte en mi cama que me hagas piojito o que me tomes del cabello como tú desees.

    Te quiero.

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  • vox-ex
    19.06.2021 - 4 minutes ago
    #supergirl#supercorp#sg prompts #ask away friends #have some soft supercorp on this saturday #100 ways to say i love you #this one took me so long to feel like i wasn't sucking at writing it #i hope it's okay #I have just abandoned the 6 sentence thing at this point #so please accept all the sentences
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  • silverfierro
    19.06.2021 - 4 minutes ago

    Pariah // Self Para

    There was once a time, not all that long ago, when Silver Fierro wasn’t a household name for brutally murdering his older sister on a nationally televised competition. Actually, for most of his life, Silver was a pariah in only one small part on Panem. District 1, to be specific. District 1, the literal crown jewel of the country, where pressure from abiding to the rules made you a diamond and any resistance to it made you the rough. 

    People tried not to stare. People always whispered. People would avoid mentioning Aurelian and Tiara’s other child by any means possible. But, why? 

    It could’ve been for a number of reasons if you’ve followed his story long enough. For some of you that’s been awhile and for others not so long, but the effects have been the same, we’re both sure. As he sat against a tree in the woods, bracing himself for the end of the games that he knew was coming in his bones, the boy reminisced on that life. The life that he played no part in but faced the consequences of. 

    Was it his grand entrance into the scorn of the pubic eye? The children and puppy he’d tormented certainly hadn’t asked for it, they were merely sidewalk crossers in the wrong place at the wrong time when an enraged “car” flew off the road after staying in between the lanes for so long. Everyone knew about that incident. It had gotten him kicked out of school for over a month while peacekeepers investigated. 

    Then there was his hobbies to consider. We all avoided the kid in our classes obsessed with wearing all black clothing or who claimed to see demons or the one who seemed unhinged in a silent, but thunderous way. Silver was innocent in all of the previously mentioned, but he was not without ridicule. Dissection of stray animals, throwing knife practice in his backyard instead of the academy, and watching the Games as his comfort show. Maybe the neighbors would’ve waved if he partook in something simpler like painting or mowing the yard. 

    His seclusion ranked high as well. Visitors to the Fierro household didn’t need fret. Silver lived in his “casita” out back most of the time. He only came inside to shower and steal meals from the table. 

    “What does he do all day in there? Is that unhealthy? Don’t you ever check on him?” These were the questions Silver guessed his parent’s guests would ask. He got a kick out of imagining his parents stammering to try and come up with an answer. What exactly would they say? They didn’t know the answer to the first one. They didn’t care about the second. They would be shamed if they truthfully answered the third. 

    His sweat was making him stick to the bark of the tree, but he was positioned in such a way that nobody could sneak up on him. The forcefield edge was a mere ten feet away, the same spot Jeanine had shown him earlier in the day. Nobody could come from behind to ambush him. He couldn’t be attacked without being able to put up a fight in return. It seemed, all of his life, that he’d been fighting. He pondered for just a moment to wonder if the battle would ever stop.

    It made sense that everyone in the luxury district would avoid him for breaking a dog’s legs and tossing it back at it’s owners. Silver could rationalize that much and he could respect it to. After all, the attention had always been his goal. People were whispering about him, feeding the rumor mill about him, and etching him into the part of their brains that understood fear. There, he wouldn’t be forgotten.

    But it didn’t line up.

    “Oh that’s right! I forgot that you had another one after our princess!”

    “You have...two children? I didn’t realize that, I’m so sorry!”

    “Silver? Well, that’s a name for sure.”

    Silver thought about how often it seemed he wasn’t around when his parents and Golden took pictures. He thought about how he would be nicely asked to stay in his room when his mother’s friends came by for brunch. He scoffed as he remembered the time his grandparents neglected to get him anything for Christmas. A little “mistake” on their end. He was always being forgotten. He was always being excluded. He was always second best.

    The last thing Silver elected to remember from the memories shoveled into him from the corpse rotting beneath the dirt was the fireplace in the living room of his home. More notably, the “family” portrait that sat atop it. The portrait that the entire family had posed for hours to get complete. Everyone had spiffy outfits and had their makeup down by one of the best retired stylists in the district. The boy was elated about the idea, all smiles whenever it would be talked about. Dinner the night before tasted funny though, funny enough to make him turn-in to bed early. The next morning, he was throwing up his life and could barely move away from the toilet in the bathroom he and his sister shared. The portrait could not be so easily rescheduled and everything was already prepared. The portrait of the happy family. A father, his wife, and the child they loved.

    Silver wasn’t innocent. He tortured, teased, betrayed, and murdered. He wasn’t innocent.

    But he wasn’t responsible. Not entirely. He was only a monster because he had no other choice but to become what they made him to be. He became a monster to get the eyes that he so desperately sought on him. He continued to be a monster because it granted him a place of power in a world that had denied him any. He was a monster because that was the only way he would crawl his way from the ditches life left him to rot in. Being a monster got him to where he stood now. Alive again and with limitless trajectory. 

    Two more faces displayed in the sky, but he barely noticed as he stared down at the light on his suit. The blue was gone. In its place, white. White, pure and blank. 

    He no longer had to play for anyone’s team he didn’t ask to be a part of, nor did he have to play by anyone else’s rules. Not his family’s team, not the red team, and not the blue team. In this game, there was no unfair disadvantage that placed him behind anyone. 

    Silver Fierro was a monster, a pariah, and an all-star, but all because of what others had chosen for him.

    What would he become today, when he is finally able to decide for himself? 

    #self para#silver#125#day 11 #love you endlessly you psychopath
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  • louizianaxo
    19.06.2021 - 4 minutes ago

    You have to know the difference between being patient and wasting your time

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