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tallgh0st · 11 months ago
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good morning ☀️
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assassin1513 · 9 days ago
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🤍✨⚜️✨🤍Winter Stars🤍✨⚜️✨🤍
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moonlightmagazineblg · 1 year ago
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best view 🌨❄
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expelliarmus · 11 months ago
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missedmilemarkers · 11 days ago
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existingingrey · 3 months ago
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So are you supposed to normally go on about your life when this guy is looking at you like this.
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Won't you just drop everything, cover him with a blanket, pat his head while telling him everything is gonna be alright.
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ivelovedhimthroughworse · 1 year ago
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Inktober 2023
Day 13 - Rise
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I push a little more magic. I worry that it's too much, but Baz doesn't fall or crumple. His shoulder is rock hard and steady under my palm.
"Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home!" he booms.
The dragon's wings are flapping frantically, and it's jerking itself back into the air, like a plane taking off backwards.
Carry On, Chapter 44, Rainbow Rowell.
I like how much we learn about this dragon, that she's a hen and she didn't want to be attacking Watford. When she's freed the Hundrum's compulsion, she rises into the sky immediately to get away from these mages.
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jonsnowunemploymentera · 1 year ago
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Something that drives me absolutely crazy about Jon and Rickon is that while the rest of the Stark kids love Jon, they’re all too cognizant of his “otherness”. Robb, Bran, and Arya love him as one would love any brother, but he’s always separated from the rest of the family: Ned Stark had five children, and then a sixth who was separate. And even when the Stark kids think of the direwolves, Ghost is always set apart from the rest of them. We’re always reminded that six pups were found in the snow, five huddled together and one who was white as snow separate from the rest of them.
But Jon is not separate in Rickon’s mind. During the royal feast, at an occasion where the social schism between the Stark children is all too apparent, Rickon is too caught up on “where’s Jon? Why is he not here among us? Why is he separate? He should be here!” And we see this when he waddled to where Jon was sitting with the squires, only leaving when big brother set him back on the path to the dais, thus enforcing a social boundary that he himself was not aware of. And the crazy thing is, Rickon is a bit of an other in a way. Shaggy, Rickon’s familiar, is not brown or grey like the other wolves. He’s black with green eyes, a visual representation of northern mysticism just as Jon’s Ghost is.
And it’s going to come to a head when Jon’s true parentage is revealed to the world. And Ghost’s difference becomes even more pronounced. But what a stark (pun intended) reminder it will be to know that Jon is not alone, and he is wholly accepted just as he is. Rickon is so young and full of ignorance. But that childish ignorance could go a long way, especially in reminding a very insecure Jon that he does indeed belong, all differences be damned.
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tart-miano · 2 days ago
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Hatsune (Christmas) Tree-ku 🎄
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lonelypoe · 2 months ago
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Magical girl doodles; do you recognize them all?
☆*:.。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆
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raquel-lopez · 1 year ago
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⛅ Good morning. People.💙🏔️☕
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Coffee with croissant for you 💙☕🥐
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bookgendrya · 1 year ago
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“Your Seven have a sept, Sept-Beyond- the-Sea, but only Westerosi sailors worship there.” They are not my Seven. They were my mother’s gods, and they let the Freys murder her at the Twins. She wondered whether she would find a godswood in Braavos, with a weirwood at its heart.
…all but the black-haired boy from the forge, who crossed his arms against his chest and sat glowering as the others prayed. Brienne was not the only one to notice. When the prayer was done Septon Meribald looked across the table, and said, “Do you have no love for the gods, son?” “Not for your gods.” Gendry stood abruptly. “I have work to do.” He stalked off without a bite of food. “Is there some other god he loves?”asked Hyle Hunt. “The Lord of Light,” piped one scrawny boy, nigh to six.
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assassin1513 · 4 days ago
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🧡⭐️🧡Winter Lamp🧡⭐️🧡
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moonlightmagazineblg · 2 months ago
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sunset and snow
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chloezara11 · 10 months ago
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🌨️ Snow is Falling..❄️ #snow #snowing #snowday #snowfall #beautiful #nature #northyorkshire #magical
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yellowraincoat · 1 year ago
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How do these authors who write stories that sort of jump off of Harry Potter keep writing these Simon Snow, Orion Lake, Luke Sunborn golden-boy archetype characters, and WHO are they based on bc it sure as hell isn’t Harry Potter himself
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