qarthadasht-blog
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For Carthage fell because she was faithful to her own philosophy and had followed, out to its logical conclusion, her own vision of the universe. ancient carthage oc. Ω.
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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@vilavelebita
Oh, really? It's not any other special day? I guess I don't need to give you anything, then.
Hey, now, let’s not do anything rash. What were you planning on giving me?
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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Anysus, happy birthday! [ She eagerly triple-kisses his cheeks before backing up to a proximity at which she can hand him his present: a glass phial of attar-of-roses and a bar of Toblerone chocolate. ] I know I'm a day late, but we can just pretend that today is your birthday too.
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[ takes the gifts gratefully ] We can pretend every day is my birthday if it means seeing you!
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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As Indians are biologically prone to being late, please accept these day late sweets and decorated elephant figures and their collective many happy returns~
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Are they? Well then, I am less Indian than I thought.
Thank you!
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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I STILL REMEMBER LAST YEAR'S BIRTHDAY, WITH THE LITTLE ELEPHANT PLUSHIE WITH A PARTY CAP. Here, have a bigger and huge elephant plushie to celebrate this year.
YES i hope my art has improved since then. either way anysus would appreciate your lorge boi
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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I hear that today is a very special day!
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Yes, Cvita. It’s Saturday. [ already laughing at his own joke ]
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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Happy birthday old man! Got some premium Turkish coffee for you here, I'm sure you need the energy at your age @splendidanatolia
@splendidanatolia
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At my what now?
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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[Some homemade sweets and elephant trinkets] A gift to celebrate you.
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Oh, these look unfamiliar! Is it a new recipe?
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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"Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, Onkel!" Lilli greets her uncle with a pretty smile and a kiss to the cheek for his birthday. In his hands she places the cutest little elephant plush she could find, complete with a purple bowtie she knitted herself. "Herr Elephant and I wish you centuries more filled with happy birthdays!"
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“How wonderful! You’ll have to teach me how to knit sometime.”
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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it’s anysus’ birthday today, jan. 12th! he is turning 2833 baby years old. he’s baby
please stop by and give him some sweets, elephant trinkets, or aph rome’s head
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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anysus’ birthday is tomorrow, so i started on this early! i’ll have enough free time to be around tomorrow, so please wish him well!
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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i played ac odyssey and i have to sue ubisoft for stealing ayzebel and anysus’ sibling dynamic of braid sword lesbian and her so-smart-he’s-stupid younger brother that she loves very much
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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MUSE AESTHETICS BOARD; (anysus barca)
choose 3-6 images from your character’s Pinterest board (aesthetics tag if you do not have a Pinterest) and post them without context for your character.
make sure to include links to credit the images if they are not your own (use caption feature with tumblr imgs)
repost, DO NOT REBLOG, and tag partners whose characters you’d love to see an aesthetics board for.
tagged by: stolen from myself @desabafar tagging: anyone
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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❛  Any Portuguese town looks like bride’s finery — something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue.
( RULES, BIOGRAPHY. )
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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happy birthday to this stupid idiot
hi, i’m not dead. well, not physically. a little mentally. like muse, like mun.
i literally FORGOT all about golden week until someone else posted about it. i haven’t thought about anything fun or enjoyable in weeks. i literally remembered oct 1 as fafsa day and that’s it. shut up min you don’t celebrate your birthday anyway
so, that’s where i’ve been, and that’s where i will be—applying for college. everyone else i follow is already out of high school so i’m preaching to the choir but i can’t control when i was born so just hear me out because i’m trying my best to become one of you.
but before i can even think of getting into college i have to deal with physics and calc bc which literally want to make me tear my hair out but that’s a topic for another time. i don’t know who actually had a senior year of study halls and i don’t want to meet them.
i don’t even have time to refill my queue but i’ll try to be here for golden week and other holidays. feel free to send min some birthday wishes or a clock because it’s pronounced the same as death xx
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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some standout lines from yesterday’s writing session:
“Oh, I know where Tunisia is,” said Cornelia. “It’s the bit of Africa that looks like it’s giving Europe the finger.”
There was a slight sunburn hueing the exposed skin at his collarbones, which he seemed to have decided that the best way to cover up was with body glitter, in copious quantity.
“Oh, hi, hello.” The glittery manifestation named Publius came bouncing round the table to shake Hannibal’s hand, kicking off his shoes as he went. “Do you like swords?”
[…] Hannibal, who would have liked very much to pick his teeth with a miniature Roman spear, this having been the subject of his doctoral dissertation; the spear, not the tooth-picking.
“Great,” said Publius, bouncing up again. “Time to eat. I’m ravished.” “You mean famished?” asked Cornelia. “Ravished,” said Publius happily.
[re. a bookshelf] Paulo Coelho, Mary Renault, a truly alarming number of Nancy Drews, at which Hannibal did not sneer; he’d read far too many of those in his childhood. Five translations of Sappho, Catullus in the original Latin; De Bello Gallico, at which Hannibal did sneer.
The weasel was screaming. So was Publius.
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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Elephants aren’t made of “matter” and “atoms” they’re entirely comprised of 1. Love      and 2. Big Old Wrinkles
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qarthadasht-blog · 6 years ago
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Sara Barnard, A Quiet Kind of Thunder
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