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[jewelotn]

Hola, no te escondas, sal de las sombras, yo estoy sola, ven y acompáñame a jugar!! #frankenstein #monstruo #classicmonsters #manos #hands #flotan https://www.instagram.com/p/BzJSjFDJzP5/?igshid=91lcbh5nuthz

[cattusnoir-blog]

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         It wasn’t a mystery that Adrien wasn’t good at navigation. In fact, he was utterly horrid at it. However of course, this wasn’t a factor he took into account when he decided to follow the little purple butterfly into the woods. The boy clad in leather leaped from tree to tree, attempting each time to catch the pesky creature. Of course it would be easy to catch it if he used his hands-- but considering he was attempting to corral it into a glass jar-- it proved a bit more difficult.          By the time he finally accomplished his goal, he’d found himself in a clearing. A tower standing high and tall before him. Why was something like this all the way out here...? Not to mention-- where the gods name was he?          Given the situation, he guessed his best shot would be to see if anyone was in that tower. Perhaps they could shed some light on this, so he could get this little bug back to his partner for purification. As he neared the tower, thats when he noticed it--          “So this was your destination, huh?” The butterfly was pressed against the jar, in the direction of the tower’s window. “Well, at least that means there is someone in there.” figuring it would be foolish to bring the jar with him, he set it gently on the ground beside the wall. Aiming to return for it later. “Now then, that isn’t to high.” 

        Unhooking his baton from his waist, he extended the device quickly-- as to catapult him upward. His free hand, grabbing hold of the open windowsill. Pulling himself up, the baton shrank back to its original length.          “Hello~ anyone home?”

[leregirenga]

Las letras empezaron a salir a la superficie, flotan, es hora de empezar a escribir y dedicarte unos cuantos versos...

A ti, mi amor callado, mi amor secreto. Ese amor que a ratos me destruye, a ratos me ilusiona.

Eres parte de mi alma, a ella das vida, es por eso que se que mi alma nunca va a morir y que ahí vivirás por siempre. Ahí quiero que residas y dejes tu cálida esencia. Y yo, prometo guardarte como mi más bello tesoro, como el hombre que desata la inspiración, que bulle con la imaginación...

Leregi Renga

[prechy0000]

Three Shades of Midnight

Three Shades of Midnight

It’s midnight…and my feet are off the floor. Whether to keep me away from monsters under the bed Or to help my dreams I do not know Danger lies in what you cannot see And more so in what you can and fear of the unknown a constant The world is strange and […]Three Shades of Midnight Enlace: https://humoringthegoddess.com/2022/07/18/three-shades-of-midnight/

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@flotan

                “   did you draw all of these? they’re amazing!   ” 

   staring down at the chalk decorations littering the boardwalk, steven really couldn’t help but be impressed. he was a big fan of art, and seeing a girl smeared with chalk residue, he’d made the link pretty easily. gosh - she was talented! he bent down, staring down at the drawings with a smile growing on his lips. 

[thirtaenth]

❝    i    ...    wasn’t aware anybody else would be by the stables.   ❞     shocked could not cover the startling realisation hans experiences knowing he wasn’t alone.   he’s never really liked being surprised    -    brothers ruin the absolute feeling entirely.    ❝    the royal banquet is inside,   madame.   perhaps you are lost?   ❞

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@flotan

      “   wow --- your hair is so long! do.. you use some kind                      of special shampoo? it’s amazing!   ”