#swallowing the sun
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coca-coeli · 5 months ago
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one sweet dream came true / today
a johnny cade icon/titlecard for a personal fic called ‘how to swallow the sun’. i’ll probably never share the fic on here but i thought the art turned out nice
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widowsday · 4 months ago
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Civilizational values and the UN: Women's Resilience and Empowerment.
Event featuring a conversation with Ms. Lakshmi M Puri, Former Assistant Secretary-General UN Women and Author of the Book 'Swallowing the Sun'.
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Watch the Civilizational values and the UN: Women's Resilience and Empowerment!
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mischievousdog · 11 months ago
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Heir of Fenrir
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tojisun · 2 months ago
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“c’mon, sweet’art. swallow jus’ like daddy taught you.”
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ithinkdogshouldvote · 1 year ago
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Perky peppy chipper cheery school spirit mascot!
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gamegirlx · 1 year ago
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so i had an idea.
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OKAY.
STORY WISE THIS HONESTLY DOESNT EVEN MAKE SENSE
generaly speaking i thoight the dyanmics would fit I JUST HAD THE IMPULSE TO DO SO BCUS oh my gosh s4 brainrot???
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m1nsur0 · 1 month ago
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[JTTW OC: 智平] monkey fuck around, monkey find out
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drenched-in-sunlight · 1 year ago
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I just want to draw Rusty’s tattoo why on earth it became this
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mostlybirdsandphotos · 8 months ago
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the sandhill cranes are back! I got to see some mating displays, which apparently involve tossing things in the air and hopping around (。>ヮ< )
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puppyeared · 11 months ago
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ouppys and kibbys
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faaun · 4 months ago
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what draws you back to your country what draws you back to your land when i was a kid i told myself if i ever left iran i'd never go back 2 years into living in the UK i started looking at news on iran again 10 years in and i visited it for the first time again and today i heard an iranian mother talk in farsi to her child on the train to london the way my mother used to and i wanted to cry i wanted to ask her whether they're still cutting the mountaintops whether the lakes are still drying today i showed the person i was with pictures of waterfalls and palaces and forests and snow-white north something odd pulls me back with increasing force i can't ignore it ever again
#i just dont know how else to tell you everything !!! santoor from a different room the large family gathering the black tea with saffron#drank out of delicate glass and gold vessels cold marble on hot nights big stars big rivers big mountains#visible from busy tehran roads the ease of conversation tension eased by sarcasm tall tall cliffsides you drive by#rushing to put on headscarves before the head teacher comes in a rave by the base of damavand massive sun pastel purple skies#disjunct architecture trucks on road sides with fresh fruits pomegranates watermelons oranges everywhere#the smell of golpar on tangerines beautiful girls in tehran holding hands bautiful boys in kermanshah speaking kurdish the janky#cars on the verge of breakdown held together by love caspian sea lighting up in spring staying up into the morning on noruz#my friends uncle sang and played setar his son played the violin a little fear a lot of love remnants of something#grand carved into the cliffside everything feels bigger taller the landscape swallows you it smells like#illegally imported wine and orange blossoms and auntie's tahchin soaking your eyes in warm tea when youre sick#tomatoes and salt concrete and stone something mandmade and something raw new flag old resilience#the anger getting to us bruised eyes big grin all i know is the north i feel sorry my mother asks if id be okay#if they got a place in tajikistan we love each other enough dont we? when we look in the mirror we see each other. theres a love letter#across the border and it says I MISS YOU IM GLAD YOURE DOING BETTER itll never be the same im not okay with it at all there are no more#stars i miss jumping over big fires i miss our fireworks im sorry we cant be happy anymore everyone#leaves the mint and rosewater and sunlight for a reason.#it's not pride it's just generational regret
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r0ttinginmyr00m · 7 months ago
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∴.·:*¨ ¨*:·. ☙.·:*¨ ¨*:·.♡ .·:*¨ ¨*:·. ❧.·:*¨ ¨*:·.∴
(@fairy_bl00d on ig)
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crashquez · 2 months ago
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Marc Marquez basking in the glory of winning the hottest event of the weekend: MotoGP Social.
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mj-thrush-gxn · 1 year ago
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icarus and the red sun
but it’s actually the piss sun.
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lillyli-74 · 6 months ago
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freshwater--mermaid · 8 days ago
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"Maybe I don't need you, but I want you."
and there it is. the words that Moon has needed to hear since forever. Moon is a being that operates very much on needs. He needs Sun, he needs his loved ones, and he wants to be needed in turn.
But he's convinced that he's not needed, and he indeed might not be.
But he is wanted.
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