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"Shadowed smiles and secrets unrevealed , I need to know the way you feel" â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨â¨
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Lucitober 2022 Prompt 10. âDance â From Season 3 episode âHighschool Poppycockâ
âDetective.... will you go to the prom with meâ
Please no reposting/ but a reblog would be great
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YASSSSSSS FINALLY
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Lucifer morningstar and choe decker.Â
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Involving Harryâs twin | House of memories
Requested by: anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alexâawesomeâ22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly, @denkisclown, @automaticbakeryfreakshoe, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @october-leavesâ
The beginning
Harry sheltered in the closet under the stairs while you found residence in the attic. Amongst the dust and storage boxes. The attic wasnât big, but at least bigger then where Harry staid. Harry has his scar on his forehead while your scar was visible on your right arm, by your wrist. Never knowing how it got there. What you did know was that Harry and you shared a lot of feelings. A twin thing or so where you shared the pain and burden.Â
Year one
Gryffindor! Both of you ended up in Gryffindor, the mighty house of the lion. Harry became imediate friends with Ron as you felt left out. Maybe it was because Ron was scared to talk to girls or just because of who you were. You sought friendship with others but most of them were too scared to talk to you once they knew who you were. At least you had your brother. Hogwarts was overwhelming as you had never encountered magic before. Hagrid was sort of your protector. You visited him many times for tea whenever you felt alone. It was a difficult start where you got to learn a lot about magic. You only knew about Harryâs encounter with the dark lord after you found him injured.Â
Year two
Finally some friends! Neville seemed like a sweet kid, so you became close to him as well as Hermoine. She kept talking your ears off about Ron Weasley and how he infuriated her. This was also the year Ronâs sister enlisted, Ginny. The school year all went downhill when she found that diary. It marked an event for you that would trail behind you forever. Hearing voices, whispers. Like in a different speech. The feeling of creepy crawlers on your body late at night. In a panic would you confide your brother with it. Harry was honest to you and explained how he heard the voices as well. Murder. You found Hermoine petrified in the library. You were crying at how afwul it was. Harry didnât want you to follow him, but you went anyways. After last years incident, wanted you to protect your brother at any cost. That was when you found out Tom Riddle was Lord Voldemort, the one who gave you the scar.Â
Year three
Sirius Black was out! A man craving to murder both of you. Harry had run away from home with you. He couldnât stand it anymore. The dudleyâs were awful people. Your third year was the first year you truly noticed the Weasley twins. Their pranks caught your attention. The nightmares increased. The twins would be the first oneâs to notice. They spotted you several times pacing around through the Maraunders map. They would go to you, telling you all would be alright. It was also the year, you truly understood how alone one could be. Excluded from everything, no visits to Hogsmeade, Christmas at Hogwarts with almost no one around, no loving family. A just found hope snatched away.Â
Year four
You felt like a curse was over you & Harry. There always seemed to happen things, dangerous things around you. At the quidditch world cup, broke all hell loose. Chaos everywhere as your scar hurt like crazy. Fred & George would look for you in the chaos, needing you to be alright. They rescued you from almost being trempeled on. The triwizard tornument was nothing better. You started to distance yourself from your friends, not wanting to hurt them. For you thought you only brought death and despair.
âY/n, you are not a bad omen!â - would Fred tell you all the time.Â
âEverywhere I go, something bad happens. Just stay away from me Fred.âÂ
âIf you think that scares me away Potter, it doesnât. I am telling you nothing bad roams around you.â
âYou donât understand Fred! I am forever haunted by my past. I donât want to loose anyone else, certainly not you!âÂ
Fred would stay by your side anyways. Wrapping his arms around you, would he protect you from your bad thoughts. He would always be there by your side. Fred asked you out to the yule ball. With a lot of effort had he to persuade you to go. You thought you didnât deserve happiness after everything dark circling around you. Eventually it was the most magical night of all.
Year five
To a few surprises became Fred and you a pair. Voldemort had returned and it set you on edge. Fred would always draw circles over your scar to sooth you. Kiss the top of your head when you doubted everything. You sometimes couldnât grasp why he stuck around. Harry and you got in a lot of trouble with Umbridge around. The moment Harry got scarred by her, felt you it too and vice versa. When Umbridge tormented you with her detention, rose an anger inside of Harry. He would do anything to protect you. His only true family. Fred and George were ready to make her life a miserable hell. She kept going after you, thinking you were the weak one, ready to break first to admit the false words about his return.Â
âFor the last time, Itâs not a lie! He has returned!âÂ
âLies! Miss Potter, Lies!âÂ
She did not hesitate to use the Cruciato curse on you. Leaving to Fred, Harry and George to storm in her office, the moment Harry felt the extreme pain. Fred went for her, throwing her a punch. George tied her up while Harry and you recovered from the pain.Â
âMy beautiful Y/n.â - would he whisper, moving some hair aside, soothing you. - âI am so sorry.âÂ
Year six
Fred and you had plans to marry one day. You had found your soulmate in dark times. Times were changing and uncertain, but the love for one another was certain. You wanted him close, always and forever. The hunt for Harry and you was truly on. New pawns placed on the board. Each one more dangerous than the other. The Weasleyâs had become your second family & would keep you save at all times. It was time to rise and take a stand. No matter the cost. You dreamed of a world free of nightmares. Fred staid with you for so many nights, comforting you after another nightmare. He would drawn circles with his thumb over your scar to ease the pain. He was your beacon of light in times of darkness.Â
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Last days in the Caribbean
1 May 2019
Our Atlantic Odyssey enters its final chapter with our arrival at St Thomas, where we meet up with our crew for the leg home. Simon, a Cruising Association contact who we have yet to meet, is flying in from the UK, Carl (who helped Mike move the boat down the US coast in November) from the US.
We have spent the last few weeks crawling along the south coast of Hispaniola (Haiti and the Dominican Republic), and then Puerto Rico, against the trade winds. Slow, slow progress, particularly with no engine for much of the way.
The DR would be worth exploring in more depth, as would Puerto Rico. It has been lovely to get back to Spanish flavours and hospitality. Real bread. Cheese. Food with no sugar in it. Sensible prices.
Puerto Real, on the western end, was a relaxing and enjoyable stop, with Chris and Helen off Tyee keeping us company while we got the injector pump fixed (again) and had the injectors serviced. It took ages, and another stupendous amount of money, but we finally left on about 20th April.
We stopped overnight, once in a bay off a little town in company with Tom and Cynthia off Speridae, and several times in little complex bays protected by reefs and mangroves. The first, at Parguera, is a hugely popular holiday destination for easter weekend, with dozens of little motor boats rafted up off the beach, and sound systems clashing as they all play their own thing. The second was much more low-key, with family groups making their way by ferry and private boat to a much smaller island, where they picnic and swim, often at the same time, with floating bar arrangements, floating umbrellas, floating chairs.
The last stop, on the south coast of Vieques, was to allow us to visit one of the famous bioluminescent bays â conditions were right, so we anchored off Mosquito Bay. You have to row in at dusk, no motors allowed. As darkness falls, the bioluminescence becomes visible, great sweeping swathes off it, dripping off the paddle with each stroke. We see bioluminescence in the wake of the boat out at sea, but there the individual blobs are pea-sized, and scattered about, like fallen stars. In this bay, the individual particles are much smaller, and less bright, but there are zillions of them, about pin-head sized, throughout the water. Fish glow as they swim away from the boat. Its fantastic. Popular with kayaking expeditions, we were soon joined by several dozen kayaks, led by guides with luminous armbands in different colours. Foolishly, we had not taken precautions prompted by the name of the bay, and retreated early as the clouds of biting beasties descended. No-see-ums, not mozzies, but equally voracious.
The last leg, from Vieques to St Thomas, took all day, sailing most of it. We arrived just as the sun was setting, and anchored up in Lindbergh Bay, near the airport.
With much pleasure, we met up again with Phil off See Ya, last seen in Guadeloupe with his lovely wife Teresa. Teresa has had to go home to the states to look after family for a bit, and Phil is making use of the time putting some money in the coffers after an expensive year of repeated breakdowns. Not just us, then. He is working at a yacht charter place, appalled by the build quality of the modern catamarans he is tasked with keeping up and running. We spent some time together on Sunday, eating and drinking at a very chilled bar on Honeymoon Beach.
We have moved on to Brewers Bay for a change of scenery, as we found we were a long way out off Honeymoon Bay, as the nearer areas are taken with private moorings. It gets deep very quickly, and the long scope we need to put out in 10m of water puts us even further out.
Brewers Bay, alongside the airport, is a quiet place, apart from the occasional jets on the runway a few hundred meters away. Not a busy airport, so the occasional intrusion is entirely tolerable. We may float off for a few days and return to pick up our crew from here â we can walk to the arrivals hut.
Spent today with John and Elllie off another OCC boat (these OCC people get everywhere!), taking a huge bag of laundry in to be done, then shambling into town to have a light lunch. Laundry cost $30 which was a bit of a shock, but it is all nicely dried and folded. The self-service arrangements we have used mostly have been much less, at anything upwards of $2 a load. I often take the stuff back to the boat wet and hang it out. It has been quite a shocker to see that nobody hangs out washing here, ever, unless they are visibly poor. Tumble driers are absolutely the norm, all the time, for everything. The Global Warming memo still has not hit these shores.
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Lucifer vuelve con todo
Se dio a conocer la primera imagen de la cuarta temporada de Lucifer que se emitirå por Netflix tras la masiva campaùa de renovación de la serie.
Podemos ver a Lucifer (Tom Ellis) junto a Eve,interpretada por Inbar Lavi,quien parece querer seducirlo.
Eve deja a Adam, luego de pasar una eternidad junto a ĂŠl, porque aĂąora el pasado y echa de menos a su primer y ardiente amor, Lucifer.
Por supuesto, el seĂąor Morningstar estĂĄ preocupado por la reacciĂłn de Chloe, ahora que ella conoce su verdadero rostro.Â
âLucifer se encuentra en un momento muy vulnerable, emocionalmenteâ, comentĂł Ellis.
Entonces ÂżserĂĄ posible que Lucifer caiga por la pecadora original, Eve?
AdemĂĄs de la adiciĂłn de Lavi, Graham McTavish (Predicador) se unirĂĄ como el Padre Kinley y Vinessa Vidotto como la hermana de Amenadiel, Remiel.
#Lucifer#Tom Elllis#Lucifer Season 4#Lucifer Morningstar#Eve#Adam#Graham McTavish#Vinessa Vidotto#Amenadiel#remiel#Padre Kinley#Series#Spoilers#Radio#Radio Mashup#News#Lucifer Spoilers#Netflix#Deckerstar
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Tom Ellis by hobbyartist235
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#Lucifer#Lucifer Morningstar#1x03#the would-be prince of darkness#Tom Elllis#Chloe Dancer#Lauren German
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#miranda hart#miranda#tom elllis#gary preston#Michael Jackford#rose#otp#not the best edit#i tried#hahaha#no#skinny love#tv#bristish comedy#miracle
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