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sometimes life is just about a hardened warrior with a troubled past, complex morality, and regenerative abilities,,, and a personification of undiagnosed ADHD who won't leave them alone
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the first and last time Geralt suggested he sleep on the floor when there was only one bed at the inn
you know once Geralt finally got in bed and was almost asleep Jaskier whispered “so are you overcome with lust now that you’re touching my nubile young body” and he almost got up and bedded down with Roach in the stable lol
[ID Jaskier leans dramatically back on the bed as Geralt stands awkwardly next to the bed. Jaskier is laughing as he says “oh no! A scoundrel alone in a room with me? My precious virtue will be in danger sharing a bed with such a handsome rogue. Please good sir I am an innocent bard who has never known the touch of a man” End ID]
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Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres, Kitten Sleeping in the Arms of Madame Ingres
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Hello! Op here, this is my main blog; the quote is from Gotye's song "Somebody That I Used to Know" featuring Kimbra.
Just thought I'd tell you!
Just...gerita in general😩
My good man, you were extremely lucky, because I was drawing them just as you sent your request. You get the angsty fanart!
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did you imagine your own tragic death a lot as a child or are you normal
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Poet, I beg you by that God whom you did not know…
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The vibe rn (second circle of hell)
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do you guys ever like forget you're interested in something until you start engaging with it again and you go "oh wait i'm like crazy crazy about this yeah"
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roguish prints | get this as August's postcard in my print club
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I can bear to die—I cannot bear to leave her. Oh, God! God! God! Every thing I have that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear. My imagination is horribly vivid about her—I see her—I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her for a moment. O that I could be buried near where she lives! I am afraid to write to her—to receive a letter from her—to see her handwriting would break my heart—to see her name written would be more than I could bear.
John Keats writes about Fanny Brawne in a letter to Charles Brown, November 1820
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A Roman toddler's footprint in a red clay tile, imprinted as it was drying ~2000 years ago. Vaison-la-Romaine (ancient Vasio Vocontiorum)
#history#fucking crying over this post again#we're all just people. history should be taught this way too#everytime i see some very ancient monument/structure i think of how many people before me saw that too#there is a roman aqueduct near the place i grew up in and i always stare and wonder#that has been standing for ages#romans and people from the medieval times and more after those saw the same thing i am seeing today#and now this lil footprint#man#history makes me emotional
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have i continued zeithain? no
will i? who knows (yes i will)
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just because someone can articulate their point better doesn’t make them right, it makes them articulated.
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USERNAME LORE GIVE IT TO ME NOW YOU ALL
#i visited london back in 2020 two months before lockdown was established#and since i had just turned 18 (in december 2019) i could drink freely in pubs and bars and all sorts of things#so i had this beer called camden hells#and it was very good#so i kept it#that's it that's the story
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astarion you're breaking my heart man
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