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☆ art by Mitha (deleted source), circa 2010(?) ☆
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True love 😋😍🫠🤤
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hii, here i am again, lurking
#mujhe bhook lagi h!!#loki nhi khani#(i'm not a picky eater.. I just want to eat pav bhaji of sector 14 which my friends talked about)#mujhe dher saari chocolate aur mitha khana hai#and how do i still have muscles?#the long hours of practicing and running from november are still present.. how...#and ehehe#just that (a teenage girl giggling)
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find the word tag game
tagged by @writingbyricochet (thanks!) and mine were: brilliant, sparkle, charge, and feather. all of mine will be taken from Seafoam, ofc
I'll tag: @thewriteflame @isherwoodj @caitlinbirenbaum @daisywords and @pinespittinink and your words will be: near, necessary, need, never, and news
brilliant
“You don’t have to use any of the hammocks if you don’t want to,” she said as she smoothly slid into the one woven from frilly, olive-green algae. “Some of the others sleep wherever they want. But I really like having my own designated space to retreat to.” I swam a little further up, to the one strung across the beams just above hers. It was made from what looked like a ship’s sail, only it had been dyed violet. At one point, it had probably been a brilliant shade, but after however long it had been submerged in the saltwater, its vibrancy had been greatly diminished.
sparkle(ing)
The sky was devoid of clouds on a day that it should have been raining. The sky was blue and clear, the sun’s warmth beating down on us, its light sparkling on the sea. Even my downcast gaze was not enough to keep the too-bright light from glaring in my eyes. The bells in the latridom started to chime as we stepped onto the cobblestone lane, the Stoli moving out from behind us, flanking our sides to keep the on-lookers and well-wishers from approaching. My chin quivered as I held my head high, willing myself not to cry. Not quite yet. Ma’s steps faltered and I slowed as the Stoli on her side reached out, holding her up. Stroking her arms and back and veil-covered hair. “Ma,” I whispered, offering her my hand to hold. Her trembling fingers slid between mine, and I squeezed her hand tightly before I started us walking again.
charge
Dinner for the captains was already plattered by the time we arrived. The Sorma directed us to our places, and I was in charge of serving the vina tonight—a honey-gold vina to accompany the main course, and a pale violet vina that smelled of ender blossoms for the dessert. I could feel Zeno’s gaze on me for the majority of the night, but I didn’t pay him any mind, until he kept moving his goblet out of reach. If Geros hadn’t had been there, I would have smacked the back of his head and grabbed the goblet myself. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him grinning at me when I shook my head slightly. “Am I annoying you?” he asked softly when he finally relented and I started pouring the violet vina into his crystal goblet. I glanced up the table, finding Geros deep in conversation with one of the other men. Something about Jou’eou refusing to trade with Grea anymore. “Of course,” I whispered back, being careful to barely move my mouth and give my speech away. His chuckle filled my ear as I moved away and onto Omero.
feather(y)
“Please, let’s head to my home. You can ask all the questions you wish along the way.” She started forward, wriggling her nearly glowing teal tail to propel herself, the spiny, feathery fins waving around with each smooth movement. I tried to kick my feet, but they moved as one. Were my feet still bound? Again, I attempted to move, but when I looked down to inspect what was the matter, my hair bushed fluidly in my face until I frantically pushed it away. A tail. I had one, too.
#tag game#excerpt: seafoam#wip: seafoam#mc: thala galanis#sc: solera aurado#sc: mitapi galanis#sc: zeno kokinos#sc: geros kyriaku#tc: omero kokinos#sc: mitha#quite the range today i feel like#the first one is the only one i've shared before i think
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Gods and separates of storms are poets, playwrights, musicians. They will enact comedys, tragedys, and epics without hesitation!!
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Doctor Who Femslash February, Day 6 Prompt- Post-Doctor @doctorwho-femslashfeb
[Important note: Mickey is called Michi]
Martha walked back into the house, hanging her coat on the rack and toeing her shoes off by the vent to dry them off. "I'm home!"
Almost immediately there was a response, Michi's voice echoing through the house encouraging the kids to get to Mama. She rolled her eyes fondly as she made her way further into the house almost immediately being bombarded by Luka and Chase, two kids who they'd adopted a few years back.
Their voices cried out in glee as they saw her and hugged her legs as she laughed, reaching down to ruffle their hair. "How're my boys doing hmmm?"
Chase perked up almost instantly and began to talk about what his day had been like so far and some new friends he'd made at the playground. When he stopped for breath Luka spoke up asking if they'd be going to Aunt Donna's that night or not.
She looked at Michi who held little Marion in her arms, "Donna said she'd be happy to have us over, and that she had a surprise for us. Not sure what it is but she sounded very excited."
Martha smiled and looked down at the boys, "Well. There's your answer."
#dwff24#femslash february#mickey smith#trans mickey smith#mtf mickey smith#martha jones#doctor who#dr who#trans mickey my beloved#mickey is called michi#mentioned donna noble#original children character(s)#marthamickey#markey#mitha#what's their ship name?????
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everyone's got that one homie who zealously adheres to his inflexible code of honor even though it has long since become a burden to him
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Mitha Pan Masala – Sweeten Your Moments with Every Bite!
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Mitha Samosa
Mitha Samosa is a popular Indian snack, which is a delicious mixture of sweet and salty. It is made from sweet aloo or khoya, dry fruits and sugar, which is added to a crispy samosa patty and then deep-fried. This tasty and unique twist is a famous variant of traditional samosa.
#mitha samosa#samosa#india#north indian#cooking#foodie#food photography#recipe blog#recipes#snacks#kitchen#viralpost#home cooking#recipe
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मंगलवार को करे ये अचुक उपाय -Astrobhoomi Bhoomika kalam

#astrobhoomi#astrologer#tuesday#manglawar#hanuman ji#upay#totka#pan ki bida#mitha pan#bhaybhukt#shanti#jivan#life#horoscope - today#free#maching#meaning#online#gpt#astrology - predictions
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10 lines challenge
I was tagged by @thewriteflame and I think the rules are 10 first lines from 10 chapters but I wanna change it up a it and do 10 lines of the different character introductions (aka the initial times when Thala interacts directly with them)? let's go
All from Seafoam, and yes i'm aware that none of them are single lines, sue me (pls don't)
I'll tag (no pressure): @aninkwellofnectar @isherwoodj @pinespittinink @daisywords
1 - Mitapi
“Thala! Where—” But her question was answered before she could ask it as I burst out of the thick hedge surrounding our home, clutching at my sides as I slowed to a staggering walk. “What took you so long?” She asked, her stern tone belied by the smile in her dark eyes. “Watching...for Pa,” I managed to say between great gulps of breath. “Almost home.”
2 - Zeno
Someone was waving, and I perked up, only to realize that it was Zeno, not Pa. Still, I waved back, smiling at my best friend.
3 - Omero
Omero cleared his throat. “Is Mitapi with you?” Ma? Why would she be here? I shook my head. “Just me.” He sighed, then clapped his hand roughly on my shoulder, nearly making me drop one of the kretse. “I don’t know how else to say this, but…” The pause was long enough for my gaze to flick between Zeno and his father again. “Your father is dead.”
4 - Sosta
I stopped in my tracks, eyes widening slightly, as I stepped around the wall to find Ma sitting at the hearth with none other than Sosta Diakos, the Droma of Psari’s latridom. They both looked up at me, Ma’s expression barely visible behind the sheer black mourning veil. The Droma inspected me with a small smile visible through his beard, his gaze lingering on my chest until I crossed my arms over myself and started to back away. “Kolette and Rodi lent us their mourning garments, and I put yours in your bedroom,” she said, taking my attention away from the Droma.
5 - Kolette
Kolette glanced my way as I approached, her voice faltering as she looked again, eyes wide. The baker’s wife looked at me, too, but I only had eyes for Kolette, now. “Mitapi?” she asked, her voice softly sad. “What are you doing out—” I shook my head hard enough that my veil shifted back and forth. “It’s Thala. I was wondering…” I gulped, glancing at the baker’s wife as I tried to catch my breath. “I was wondering if you could stay with Ma? Just for a little while. Just until the funeral.”
6 - Geros
I pried Zeno’s hand off my arm and threw the mourning veil off my face as I stood, redirecting my gaze to meet the Diamo’s. We stared at each other for several agonizingly long seconds. Then, he lifted his hand, beckoning to me. “Come here, my child.” I lightly kicked at Zeno’s shin until he moved, and I slipped past him into the aisle. I had no idea I could walk this well, when I was trembling this much.
7 - Solera
Ma begrudgingly sat, and the Diamo did as well as the Stoli moved between us all, passing around the warm clay mugs. I clutched mine, looking up and meeting the honeyed gaze of the one with short-cropped curly hair. Faint freckles dotted her dark russet cheeks, and she blinked a little harder when a lock of hair fell into her lashes. I smiled my thanks, my gaze trailing after her for a second until the Diamo leaned forward, his attention trained on Ma.
8 - Cilia
The double doors boomed open, the soot-grey lady—Cilia, if I remembered her name correctly—met my gaze before looking down, watching her step as she made her way to us. Her robes were a dark, royal blue today and unadorned with embroidery. They rippled around her ankles as she hurried, then stopped a few steps above the cobblestone. Her night-dark eyes locked with mine, her expression carved as if from granite. “Thala.” I nodded, lost for words. “A pleasure to meet again.” “Yeah,” I muttered lamely, and Ma unlatched the back of the cart, letting it down so we could slip out.
9 - Calio
Calio set the plate on the tiny table, then hobbled over to where the chair sat, dragging it back over to it. “Hungry?” I shook my head. “Don’t worry, child. I ain’t gonna touch you.” I gulped, watching him sit in the chair. “What’s yer name?” “Th-thala.” “Arteras’ girl?” I nodded, and he pursed his lips, nodding too. “Sorry for yer loss. Good man, that.” He inspected me for a moment, without the hunger in his eyes that the other men had. Rather, with concern. Fatherly concern. “You should eat, you know. Long journey ahead.”
10 - Mitha
But…wait…something accompanied the monster. A human. No, a fish? Both? It—no, she, I could see that now—swam up to me, her hair like mine, swirling around her face and shoulders. There was something familiar in her air, something I could not place. Not until she brushed her hair back to look at me properly. Ma. Relief; pure, sweet, and unadulterated. Relief as I had never known. It flooded me, filled me, warmed me. She was here, she was really here, after days, weeks…ages, it felt like, of wishing I could see her. But…how? Her hands cupped my face, her golden-brown eyes searching mine, my expression. “You are safe now. You have nothing to fear here.” The lines of concern etched in her brow and around her eyes and mouth soon sketched a smile. “What is your name, my child?” Ah. Not Ma.
#tag game#wip: seafoam#excerpt: seafoam#mc: thala galanis#sc: mitapi galanis#sc: zeno kokinos#tc: omero kokinos#sc: sosta diakos#tc: kolette#sc: cilia rimal#sc: geros kryiaku#sc: solera aurado#tc: calio#sc: mitha#thala has an inkling of a crush on Cilia because *I* have an inkling of a crush on Cilia lalskdjflaj#and she gets the 'soot-grey lady' title because that's how she was describing her when she originally saw her#but they never actually interacted
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Pick a pile:Your wedding day moodboard
It's shadi season here in India and I didn't get any wedding invitations so here I'm with your wedding day moodboards cuz I'm nosy lol .
Likes , reblogs and feedbacks are very much appreciated 💗
Disclaimer: this is general reading . It may or may not resonate . If reading doesn't resonate let it fly and choose another pile or simply there were no messages for you through this reading 😊 Take the reading lightly as nothing's set in stone until you believe so 🕊️
Thankyou for stopping by let's dive in ☄️ Choose the pile you feel most drawn to 🧸
Pick a piles\masterlist
Pile एक

Pile दो

Pile तीन

Pile चार

I hope you liked the reading . Thank you so much for letting me read for you . Wishing you best ahead . 🎀Bless you and have a nice day
Loads of love , jam
#Spotify#jamreadstarot#vedic astrology#astro community#astro notes#astro observations#astro placements#astrology#future spouse#intuitive readings#moodboard#numerology#valentines day#divine feminine#divination#pick a photo#pick a picture#pick a pile#pick a card#pick an image#witchblr#horoscope#psychicreading#intuitive messages#oracle cards#future spouse reading#future spouse tarot#celebrity tarot#sprituality#tarot deck
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You have liked so many of my blogs, I am coming to touch you gurlllll😋🖐✨
Awwww, so sweet of u 🥺 * touches u back *
I actually enjoy to go through your blog. 🫶
Iss baat pe thora muh mitha kar liya jaay.....please have some rosogolla .

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Lakh mithas hai tere lehze me magar
Tera auron se baat karna mujhe zehar sa lagta hai
#desiblr#desi tumblr#desi academia#txt post#txt#dark academia#dark romanticism#writers on tumblr#light academia#light acamedia#indian dark academia#dark aesthetic#poets on tumblr#poetry#spilled ink#spilled writing#spilled words#spilled thoughts#writerblr#writer community#writers#ao3 writer#bookblr#manincaffeine#Blaze
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Namal.
"Jo aapke naseeb may hy woh aapko zaroor millega. chahe halal se chahe haram se. lekan agar aap is ko haram se lenge to Allah aap k halal ki lazat le le ga. kuch miyan biwi pasand ki shaadi k bawajood barri na-khush zindagi guzar rahe hote hain, kabhi socha hy kiyun? kiyunke woh shaadi se pehle sab haram se ly chuke hotay hain, jo baad may un ko mil hee jana tha is liye un ki halal ki mithas khatam hojati hy. aap ko kisi k saath bhi, balay apne mangetar k saath hee cell phone par involved hain, to itna yaad rakhain ke mehram or na mehram ke qawaneen aap ki daleelon or heelon bahano se badal nhi jaye gay. jo ghalat hy, woh ghalat hy. aap jitna haram lein gy, itna apne halal ko khote jaye gain."
One of my favourite quotes from namal.
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Finally answering the tag by @onewingedsparrow with the OC interview! Sorry for the delay, I strayed out of thought and time, etc. Also thanks for the tag!
For this, I'll be answering as Agent Jeanne Townford, the protagonist from A Four-Dimensional plot.
OC Interview Game
Were you named after anyone?
Not that I know of. It could have been a family name, but if so no one told me.
When was the last time you cried?
Uh. I'd prefer not to answer that.
Do you have any kids?
No. Which is probably good for the kids.
Do you use sarcasm a lot?
I have no idea what you're talking about/j
What is the first thing you notice about people?
Uh, their eyes, I guess? They tell you a lot about a person. Also their voice. Lots of character hiding in the voice.
What is your eye color?
Brown.
Scary movies or happy endings?
Both? I don't know. Scary movies can be nice sometimes, but I like to know if the characters will be okay. Or the dogs, at least.
Any special talents?
I am a weapons specialist, so I guess that counts? I have a knack for learning new systems and also a good aim.
Where were you born?
At home, actually. We lived out of town, our car was broken, and I came out quicker than anyone expected. My dad used to joke that if the same situation happened again he wasn't calling the ambulance, he'd just burn some dollars instead.
Do you have any pets?
No. I'm out of the house most of the day, which isn't a good lifestyle for most creatures.
What sort of sports do you play?
Not really into sports, actually, though I used to be interested in ice hockey when I was a kid.
How tall are you?
165 cm, last I checked. About 5'5 for any Americans in the crowd.
What was your favorite subject in school?
Does the library count? Otherwise, Mithae. It was the only one that seemed like it could apply to outside stuff. Didn't use much of it, though.
What is your dream job?
One that doesn't want to fire me, I guess. Otherwise, I like most jobs that let me help people.
Tagging @secretariatess, @meadow-roses, @creatively-storm, @lightthewaybackhome, @ethanjhake, if y'all so desire
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OC Interview Game
Were you named after anyone?
When was the last time you cried?
Do you have any kids?
Do you use sarcasm a lot?
What is the first thing you notice about people?
What is your eye color?
Scary movies or happy endings?
Any special talents?
Where were you born?
Do you have any pets?
What sort of sports do you play?
How tall are you?
What was your favorite subject in school?
What is your dream job?
#ocs#tag game#thanks for the tag!#writerblr#salt and light#my ocs#cenca archives#jeanne townford#a four dimensional plot#scribe answers
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