Misplaced Lens Cap

JVL
art blog(derogatory)
noise dept.

izzy's playlists!
No title available
d e v o n
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Jules of Nature

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Game of Thrones Daily
i don't do bad sauce passes

Kiana Khansmith
todays bird
sheepfilms

if i look back, i am lost

pixel skylines
styofa doing anything
Xuebing Du

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Brazil

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia
@ladyclea253
This image was created by ChatGPT. In my opinion, Clea is beautiful."
"This image was created by ChatGPT. In my opinion, Clea is beautiful."
"Magic Between Us: Tempting Fate"
Clea gently squeezed Strange’s hand, and the world around them seemed to freeze. The stars continued to swirl, but now they felt closer, almost tangible. Their light reflected in her eyes, and for a moment, Stephen felt his breath catch.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked, her gaze unwavering.
"That I’ve been pushing this feeling away for too long," he admitted.
She looked slightly surprised—Strange wasn’t one to open up so easily.
"And why?"
He let out a heavy sigh.
"Because every time I let myself get close to someone… fate takes them away."
Clea studied his face carefully, as if trying to peer straight into his soul.
"I’m not Mordo, not Christine, not the ancient enemies who tried to take everything from you. I’m Clea. And I choose my own fate."
She stepped closer, and Stephen felt the warmth of her magic mixing with his own energy.
"Are you afraid of losing me?" Her voice was soft but held power.
"I’m not afraid," his fingers brushed against her cheek gently. "I just don’t know if I can endure it again."
Clea smiled, resting her palms against his chest.
"Then maybe it’s time to stop thinking about what might happen and just be here and now?"
Strange hesitated, feeling the last of his walls crumbling. Maybe she was right. Maybe fate had already made its choice for him.
He leaned in, and their lips finally met in a soft yet powerful kiss. In that moment, the universe seemed to disappear,