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dailykafka · 11 months ago
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— December 5, 1914 / Franz Kafka diaries
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floridaboiler · 11 months ago
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happybirthday-unusannus · 11 months ago
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Happy 4th Birthday to
“We Buy a Professional Hypnosis Video and React to It”
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tswiftupdatess · 11 months ago
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Taylor Swift out and about in New York City recently!
(On December 5, 2023)
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typelikeagirl · 2 years ago
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shisasan · 2 years ago
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𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟻, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟿 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: December 5. Again pulled through this terrible, long, narrow crack; it can only be forced through in a dream. On purpose and awake, one could certainly never do it. END ID]
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musickickztoo · 11 months ago
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RIP Denny Laine
October 29, 1944 – December 5, 2023
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emmasource · 29 days ago
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emmawatson: BTS of a sister stroll ✨ @ littlewomenmovie
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powerful-niya · 1 month ago
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— (α lσvє rєвσrn.)
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚hαppч nαruhínα mσnth єvєrчσnє!
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟼: 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 + 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 + 𝚁𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 - (𝙽𝙷𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝟸𝟹)
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Pairing˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚Naruhina
Synopsis˚ ༘♡ ⋆。Love was a risk, a risk that cost Naruto everything, leading to the loss of the life he always knew and an everlasting separation from his beloved: Hinata Hyūga. 
His forbidden love for her brought about a curse that condemned him to live as a monstrous beast, forever wandering alone in despair. 
Yet, in this new lifetime, with a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to his beloved now miraculously in reach, love could very well be the solution to his salvation.
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The Beginning 
17th century.
1600s.
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Naruto Uzumaki 
Naruto wasn't supposed to love.
He had taken a solemn oath—never to love, never to wed, never to father children.
He wasn't meant to fall for anyone.
Certainly not Hinata Hyūga—the Princess of the Kingdom of Konoha, the delicacy of the land, the diamond of the ton. 
Not to mention, she was the daughter of Hiashi Hyūga himself. He was a king, a formidable ruler known throughout the land for his unwavering authority and strict governance—a man of principles, tradition, and nobility.
A man of steel. 
Having such a man as a father meant that Hinata's upbringing was meticulously planned down to the finest detail. From childhood to adulthood, she was taught to walk with poise, to speak with eloquence, and to conduct herself with the dignity befitting a princess. 
Her every move was scrutinized, and her every action was held to the highest standards. 
Her attire was always immaculate, her manners impeccable, and her education comprehensive. She was trained in the fine arts, fluent in several languages, and educated in the intricate politics of the court. She was even skilled in musical instruments, having mastered the piano, harp, and violin. 
Hinata was groomed to be flawless, and untouchable. 
Absolutely perfect. 
And that is what she became—a beacon of perfection in the eyes of society, more than suitable to one day marry, bear children, and assist the Hyūga lineage flourish and prosper. 
Hinata was the epitome of beauty and grace, off-limits to all except suitors with suitable titles—a precious gem that no commoner or knight could ever hope to touch.
Certainly not a knight like him—not Naruto.
He was her royal guard, a position of great honor. He was meant to safeguard her, to be by her side for all of her days, to protect her and remain loyal—not to love her.
She was supposed to be off-limits to him. Yet, he crossed those limits. 
He fell in love with her.
Naruto recalled the subtle moments when it all began—the fleeting smiles, the accidental touches, the stolen glances, not just from him, but from her too. 
Her gaze began to linger on him just a second longer than usual, and in those moments, he saw a spark of something more in Hinata's shy eyes—an unspoken connection, a shared understanding that he couldn't ignore.
At first, Naruto thought it was just him.
He figured he was just imagining things. But then he started to see that spark in Hinata's eyes more and more—a twinkle of longing, a yearning for the freedom she saw in him. 
Each interaction, each shared glance, built a bridge between them, one that was both exhilarating but terrifying. 
It felt so new. 
...so wrong.
Naruto wasn't sure how it all happened. 
The progression from duty to love was a blur. It was as if one day he was merely her protector, and the next, his heart was entirely hers. The line between his oath and his feelings had blurred, and he suddenly found himself drawn to Hinata in ways he could neither control nor comprehend.
It was the greatest victory of his life.
And the greatest mistake of his life.
Nights in the moonlit garden of Konoha palace were where they began to meet in secret. 
One night led to another, and another, and before long, they were meeting almost every night.
They would spend their evenings together under the starry night sky. They would sit on the soft grass, surrounded by the fragrant blooms, and talk for hours. They shared their days, struggles, dreams—anything and everything. It didn't matter to them, as long as they were together.
They would even have playful moments where they chased each other through the garden, past the flowers, and under the stars. 
Naruto recalls the sound of Hinata's laughter echoing through the night, her delicate hands clutching her dress as she ran, her face glowing with happiness.
And he would chase after her. Always.
"Catch me, Naruto-kun! Catch me!" She would cheer.
And indeed, he would catch her, their laughter mingling as they collapsed onto the soft grass, breathless and happy.
These moments became the only light in Naruto's world.
Hinata became the only light in his world.
The sweetness of her smile, the warmth of her embrace, her lavender eyes full of love, her silky midnight blue hair, her sweet scent, her heartfelt laugh, and her gentle spirit—all of it stayed with him.
Deep in his heart. 
Day after day, despite the risk, despite the danger, despite duty or even mere common sense, the two were drawn into an ever-going routine. 
Princess and knight by day.
And lovers by night.
Both were always eager for nightfall, when Hinata would slip out of her bed chamber, and Naruto would desert his post to meet in the garden of Konoha palace.
Some nights, when they met together, they would just lie on their backs, gaze at the stars and imagine a future where they could be together. 
During these times, Hinata often grew vulnerable with him. She shared her deepest fears and her greatest desires, opening up in a way she couldn't with anyone else.
Hinata even confided in him about her longing for freedom and the strict control her father exerted over her life. 
"He is determined to marry me off—my f-father," She told Naruto that night, nearly driven to tears, "Love was never supposed to be a consideration for me. That's what my father has always told me, that I need to marry. I need to choose my family. I need to choose duty. But I f-feel—" Hinata admitted, but then she stopped herself.
Naruto listened intently, as he always did, trying his best to lighten her heart and unburden her.
"You feel differently, don't you, Hinata-sama?" Naruto asked gently. 
"You've chosen love, haven't you, hime?" He added softly.
And the look that appeared in her eyes then touched his heart deeply.
Yes. I choose love. I choose you, her eyes had told him.
But there was more. 
Her eyes showed a plea for freedom, for something real and true, beyond the cold, heartless world she had always known.
Naruto's heart ached for her, it truly did. 
He found himself leaning close, taking her hands in his, and he made the mistake of promising to always protect her. He gave her hope that he could save her from such a horrid life, to be the source of freedom and love she so desperately sought.
"I'll figure something out. I'll save you, I promise," He had assured her.
Naruto remembered the joy that instantly appeared in Hinata's eyes, how she believed him wholeheartedly, placing all her trust in him.
That night, she actually kissed him for the very first time.
"Thank you, Naruto-kun," She whispered against his lips.
But he should have known better than to make such a promise.
What they had was fragile yet unbreakable when they were together, a beautiful dream they lived each and every night.
But dreams were fleeting. 
Reality was cruel. 
And, forbidden love never lasts.
They were caught. 
Hinata and Naruto thought it would be another quiet, hidden night together in the garden, a sanctuary where they could steal moments away from prying eyes, just like all those times before. 
But they were wrong.
Naruto could still remember the rustling of leaves and the snap of a twig that alerted them too late.
Suddenly, they were ambushed. 
King Hiashi's guards emerged from the darkness, torches in hand, intent on seizing them both.
Naruto fought back fiercely, for Hinata, for both of them, but there were just too many. Their sheer numbers overwhelmed him, and despite his best efforts, they managed to subdue him. 
Subdue them both.
The guards then dragged them away, tearing them from their sanctuary.
And just like that, their secret was out. 
Naruto had no idea how they had been discovered that night, but it didn't matter. The truth was out, the damage done, and they were now at the mercy of the King—a furious Hiashi Hyūga.
And oh, was he furious.
Their punishment was as cruel as it was merciless.
Hinata's punishment was given first. For defying her father's orders, daring to love someone beneath her stature, and tarnishing her family's honor, she faced severe consequences.
She was forbidden to see Naruto ever again.
Her tear-streaked face and dull eyes were the last sight Naruto saw of her as the guards forcibly took her away to her chambers. Naruto had never seen her so broken. Her desperate cries and pleas echoed through the cold, stone halls, her voice screaming his name the entire time. 
He could still hear her cries.
His punishment, however, was far worse. 
He was beaten, humiliated, and dragged before the King, where he was forced to his knees and made to face Hiashi's wrath.
"You have betrayed your duty, dishonored my family, and defiled my daughter," The King declared, his voice cold and unforgiving.
"For that, you will pay the ultimate price."
Naruto had accepted his fate. 
He believed he deserved it for turning his back on his knight's oath and causing Hinata so much pain. He expected his punishment to be death, a swift end to his suffering. He braced himself for it, thinking it would be a merciful release compared to the agony of being separated from Hinata.
But fate had a crueler design.
Instead, Naruto was brought before a dark, malevolent witch, and he instantly knew what was in store for him. 
He would be cursed.
Indeed, the witch cast a spell upon him, a powerful one. She transformed him into a beast—a creature so hideous that Hinata would never again be able to love him. 
"You will live out your days as a beast," The witch declared, her voice dripping with malice, "Banished from this palace, condemned to wander the forest for all eternity. You will outlive her, always knowing she is beyond your reach."
Pain tore through Naruto as his body twisted and changed, the curse taking hold. His once strong hands became claws, his noble and formidable body transformed into something large and terrifying, his face a grotesque mask of the beast he had become. 
The guards then threw him out of the castle, casting him away from his home, away from people, and away from Hinata.
Discarded like trash. 
Now, Naruto roamed the vast, lonely forest that surrounded the palace he once sworn to protect, his heart aching for the love he had lost. 
The forest was his prison now, and loneliness was his constant companion. 
Each step he took reminded him of Hinata, of the tender moments they had shared and the future that had been stolen from them. 
His curse was relentless, ensuring he would never forget. He was cursed to remember, to feel the pain of their love that could never be, every single day.
The only way his curse could be broken was if he was loved again. True love. 
But how could that ever happen? 
He was now a beast, feared and shunned by all who saw him. The idea of someone seeing past his beast form to the man within, understanding his pain, and loving him, seemed utterly impossible.
It was all wishful thinking. An unattainable dream. 
A painful hope he no longer allowed himself to wish for.
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— (⋆⁺。˚⋆˙‧₊☾ 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ☽₊‧˙⋆˚。⁺⋆)
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dailykafka · 2 years ago
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— December 5, 1914 / Franz Kafka diaries
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gracie-bird · 5 months ago
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Princess Grace of Monaco at Marigay Theatre in Paris on Dec. 5, 1968, to attend the gala at the benefit of UNICEF with the premiere of Oliver Twist.
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lulublack90 · 11 months ago
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Prompt - Hero
@jegulus-microfic December 5 Word count 403
Regulus was walking home from work. He usually used the private cars supplied by the office. But for some reason, tonight, he felt like stretching his legs.
It was cold out. He was almost positive it would freeze tonight, but his thick, woollen trench coat kept him warm.
He lived in a house that was much too big for just him in Islington. It had been in his family for generations. He didn’t particularly like the building. He had far too many bad memories from his childhood there to ever be happy within its walls. But it certainly made a statement to clients when he was required to hold work functions. 
He was almost back now, with a few more streets to go. Then, as he neared the next corner, two scruffy men clad in sweatpants and zip-up hoodies appeared and blocked his path. 
They crowded him, forcing him against the wrought iron fence. 
“Wallet, now.” One grunted out at him. While the other shoved his open hand in Regulus’s direction.
He was about to refuse when thundering footsteps came racing down the pavement. 
“Hey!” The tall shape yelled. “Leave him alone!” The man hadn’t even gotten to them before the lowlifes fled, leaving Regulus pressed into the railings.
“Are you alright?” The man asked. Regulus looked him over. He was huge. His shirt was straining over his well-muscled body. His hair was dishevelled, and his glasses had slipped down his nose. He was extremely handsome.         
Regulus glowered at his expectant face. 
What do you want, my thanks, Hero? I was perfectly capable of seeing them off without your help.” 
“Not at all.  I’m sure you’d of seen them off with no bother. I’m just your friendly neighbourhood hero checking on his citizens.” He joked, eyes trailing up and down Regulus. The smile that played in the corner of his mouth made Regulus bite his bottom lip. Time to go, he thought. Before this goes any further, he took a careful step away from the railings and tilted his head in what he hoped was a somewhat seductive way he made his parting remark.   
“Goodbye, hero,” Regulus smirked and turned away, ensuring his coat swished just right and headed down the street and away from his would-be rescuer.
“It’s James, by the way.” The man called out after him. 
“Whatever you say, hero.” He replied unable to hide the smile in his voice.  
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tswiftupdatess · 11 months ago
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Taylor Swift out and about in New York City recently!
(On December 5, 2023)
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cryptid-quest · 2 years ago
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On This Day in Cryptid History
December 6th: In 1978, watchman Pier Zanfretta was doing his rounds in Torriglia, Italy, when his vehicle’s electronics stopped working. Then, he saw four lights in the sky, followed by seeing a 10ft tall, green alien. While fleeing, Zanfretta was struck by a searing wave of heat.
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shisasan · 2 years ago
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𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟻, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷����-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: I am in the harness and it is my fate to pull the load. END ID]
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musickickztoo · 9 days ago
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Denny Laine 
October 29, 1944 – December 5, 2023
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