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Yeah...
If I ever share anything that was AI generated it is purely by accident. I hate that it's getting harder and harder to tell and it makes me want to never use the internet again. It definitely had its faults, but man I miss the internet of the 2000s so much.
Adding to this: please TELL ME if I share something that is genAI and you know it is. I want to know this information.
do you ever wonder what people say about you behind your back but like in a good way? like what are the #reviews
i do not “chatgpt,” i do not “character ai,” i do not “chatbot,” i IMAGINE scenarios in my HEAD. and if i DON’T LIKE IT, i DO IT MORE.
not to be dramatic but i need a nap, a hug, 20k in cash, and to disappear for 3 months
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if anybody here supports or voted for trump get off my blog and unfollow me
Oh my god I've been on this hell site for 12 YEARS!!
I finished the aroace sweater just in time for ace week!
It's a Step by step sweater by Florence Miller, knitted with Mondial Merino Plus yarn. Here is the project page on Ravelry and here the tag with all my posts about this project here on Tumblr.
This is beautiful and amazing and @encrucijada you need one even tho you don't need to wear jumpers
Could I get a Kili with the prompt of smiling in between kisses? I rlly love your writing and I was so excited when your event opened!
Hi Nonnie! Thank you for participating! I'm so glad you enjoy my writing and I hope you enjoy this little fic:
“What’re you doing?” Your voice was laced with amusement as Kili looped his arms around your waist while you stirred your pot of soup. The aroma of celery, onions, and carrots met your nostrils but so did the sudden onslaught of him. Cinnamon, fresh pine needles, and a slight lingering smell of sweat from being outside for so many hours with his brother and uncle.
“Loving on you,” He responded simply, a cheeky smile on his face as he nuzzled his face in your neck, peppering kisses in his wake.
“Goof,” You murmured your tone scolding but you were not at all upset with this sudden burst of affection from him, quite the opposite actually. You leaned into his embrace, tilting your head to the side so he could make his way from your neck to your cheeks, body feeling warm everywhere he kissed as if he sprinkled dosages of sunshine onto your skin.
Putting the lid back on your soup, you turned to face him, arms looping around his neck as his hands found their place on your lower back.
“I missed you,” Kili’s voice was soft as he pulled you ever closer to him, eyes twinkling with affection and adoration as you leaned forward to nuzzle your nose against his. “Me too,” You replied, giving him one last look before connecting your lips.
He grinned into the kiss, a smile that imprinted itself in your memory before he responded with equal intensity. Pushing every ounce of love he could muster into the softness of your lips.
Pulling away but not far enough to truly separate, you grinned, still feeling the tingling sensation in your gut despite all the years you two have shared side by side.
“Kiss me again, please?” Kili dragged your attention back to his, pupils dilated, his tongue flickering out to wet his bottom lip, and in the process slightly dragging against yours.
You responded to his question with a simple answer, another kiss that left you both with smiles.
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NGC 7293: The Helix Nebula : A mere seven hundred light years from Earth, toward the constellation Aquarius, a sun-like star is dying. Its last few thousand years have produced the Helix Nebula (NGC 7293), a well studied and nearby example of a Planetary Nebula, typical of this final phase of stellar evolution. A total of 90 hours of exposure time have gone in to creating this expansive view of the nebula. Combining narrow band image data from emission lines of hydrogen atoms in red and oxygen atoms in blue-green hues, it shows remarkable details of the Helix’s brighter inner region about 3 light-years across. The white dot at the Helix’s center is this Planetary Nebula’s hot, central star. A simple looking nebula at first glance, the Helix is now understood to have a surprisingly complex geometry. via NASA
IT LOOKS LIKE AN EYE
Protect the Durin Line (Part 1)
Based off of this request: “Could I request something with the reader being an angel who ended up in middle-earth because Death screwed up and accidentally sent her to the wrong world, and now she’s just like “well, I guess I’m here now,” and assumes the position of guardian angel for the three Durins?”
AN: Thank you for the request! I plan to split this up into three parts, this is sort of the prologue bit where the reader is assigned their task. I hope you enjoy!
“What now?” You asked, staring at the void in front of you, your lifeless body in the hospital next to you.
“You go forward,” Death simply replied, mist shaping into a hand to gesture toward the path that began to wound before your feet and arch. White symbols with meanings that have been long forgotten by the human realm, pooling together to create a sturdy bridge.
“Where does this take me?” You knew death was inevitable, succumbing to your injuries was a blessing, but now fear began to take hold of your heart; rattling around like a wild animal in a cage as you pondered what you were walking towards.
Would heaven be the image that the churches of your land described? Becoming an angel to watch over the rest of your family while sitting in paradise with your other loved ones? Would you go to heaven at all? Is there a heaven-
Your thoughts were interrupted by Death’s gentle voice. “Where you are needed.”
Before you could question them further, it was as if your body had a mind of its own- stepping closer and closer to the bridge until you were on it. And then it was moving.
Now having control of your body, you jerked as the bridge began moving similar to a roller coaster cart. A hissing sound erupted from both sides of the bridge, with two railings guiding up for you to hold onto.
“Where I’m needed,” You murmured Death’s words to yourself, gulping as the void began to take shape. No longer was it a desolate endless black mass but replaced with trees as tall as skyscrapers accompanied by a rich blue sky. You were in a forest.
“This isn’t how heaven is described,” You murmured, looking around, “Or hell,” You added, remembering having to read Dante’s Divine Comedy and his descriptors of hell during your schooling.
The bridge began to groan, making your eyes snap down to your feet in fear that you’d be dropped only for the bridge to begin to stall. The white symbols began to shift to an aged brown, and the railings became textured beneath your fingertips. Magic soon shifted into wood as the bridge settled over a running river. No longer did it appear to be a guider of souls, but a simple bridge built decades past.
Taking a deep breath, you nodded, looking around as acceptance began to fill your being.
“Where am I?” You mumbled out loud, attempting to step off the bridge only to be halted, the air around you rippling with the same white symbols as before.
“Hello?” You called out, eyes wide as you looked around you, waiting for the mist that Death once was shrouded in to appear; Instead, whispers filled your ears.
“Find the Durin’s,” The voices spoke, “You are to guard the Durin line.”
“Guard the Durin line,” You whispered back in affirmation. “Yeah how the heck am I supposed to-”
Suddenly it was as if you were pushed, your body lurching forward. Stumbling, you threw your arms out to catch yourself when you realized you weren’t barefoot anymore.
“Wait a minute-” You looked down at yourself.
You were no longer in the hospital gown of before, replaced with a tunic and pants tucked neatly into boots that laced together and reached just below your knees, all appearing to be of shimmering silver. And on your shoulder, a bag began to manifest.
“What is all of this?” You asked out loud, turning back to where the bridge was, only for it to be gone.
“This is getting really old…” You sighed, reaching your hand down to open the bag. Instead of maybe food, water, you know, necessities, sat a simple notebook and a pen.
Raising a brow, you pulled it out, opening the book to see instructions. “Write what you need,” You read out loud, eyes shifting to the pen that was hooked to the book’s spine.
“Give me a map, to the Durin’s,” You wrote carefully, “-And the travel supplies I will need to get there,” You added, realizing since you were in the middle of nowhere, you might have some traveling to do.
Instantly the bag was a lot heavier, “Jeez-” You gasped, opening the bag again to see a carefully rolled map pressed up against a loaf of bread and a water tin.
“Hopefully they aren’t too far,” You nodded to yourself, putting the book in the inner pocket so it was easier to locate when you’d need it next.
“Durin’s, here we go,” You tried not to think too much of how you’d approach them and inform them that Death themselves tasked you with guarding their lives, instead choosing to start marching through the woods with the map firm in your grasp.
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This is super interesting!! I like the look of this fic already 👀
@laurfilijames Thank you!! I really enjoyed setting up the background on how reader even got to Middle Earth (rather than just popping in with no real detail)
I hope you enjoy the future parts 💕
I love this fic already! So excited to reading the rest as it comes <3
it was 1849.
Thank you SO much for that addition. It would have drove me batty.
Wait don’t fall asleep yet! They were actually invented way back in the bronze age!!!
People have been using safety pins (aka fibulae) for literally so much longer than just 170 years, at least if you consider anything with a pin and a spring that opens and shuts a safety pin.
LOOK HOW COOL!
rivals to lovers where the girl thinks they’re mortal enemies and the guy thinks they’re just flirting
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