#isittoolate

[aly-anna-draws]

I haven’t posted anything here in FOREVER! Been busy with school lately but I still managed to procrastinate to draw these two cuties UwU.Izuocha Redraw of the latest OVA!! 

[fernandbaptiste]

Is it too late to say sorry? | Rene & Fernand

Fernand had made a point of waking up early, usually when he was just going to sleep, to make his way across the city. He was able to get some business done, and by noon he had crossed the Seine and was on the final approach to the garrison the musketeers called home. He had obtained some bread and cheese from a distracted merchant, so he was set for meals even if Rene took his sweet time making his way back to his room. The days were officially beginning to lengthen, and the extra light had begun to burn away the chill, but the weather was still fickle enough to call for a cloak, much to Fernand's delight. A cloak was perfect for obscuring his identity when the time called for it, though his complexion and desheveled appearance already made him practically invisible to most. The eyes of Paris had a way of sliding over people like him without even taking his existence, which made his life all the easier. Fernand couldn't take as direct a route as the one he had a week ago, but there were still plenty of ways inside the Garrison. Fernand ducked inside a narrow space between buildings just long enough to tuck his pack over a shoulder, tugging his messy swath of a cloak over it and his head. The cloak was large enough it often doubled as his blanket, and the extra length helped to obscure the strong legs of a man not yet thirty to suggest perhaps someone much more feeble than Fernand had ever been. A limping, hunched man, came out of the tiny alley, making the last of his trek down the street. A lone musketeer, one of the younger recruits by the look of it, stood by the small gate usually used for receiving supplies for the kitchens most likely. The man's voice was scratchy, as if rocks scratched against each other in his throat. His hands tugged his hood low, casting his face into shadow. "..excuse me, monsieur- no please, don't come too close, I'd hate for you to catch my illness. If it please, but I believe I saw some ruffian in the alley-", the crippled man gestured weakly towards the alley up the street, "-and my soul would not be at peace if he was to harm a good Christian like yourself. There was someone with him, and my eyes are not what they once were...." The young man was already looking towards the dark slash of shadow, intrigued at the chance of doing something grander and much more valiant than standing by a gate. The man hacked a painful cough as he continued past the garrison, turning as he heard the quick foot steps of a too-eager young man with a mind full of heroics. Fernand was quick to push the gate open and disappear inside before the disappointed musketeer could turn back to the now empty street. Now that he was inside, it was relatively simple to make his way back to Rene's room. There were still people to avoid as he made his way, but Fernand had practiced this sort of thing since he had been a child. Fernand was quicker with the lock this time. He was just about to push the door open when he heard a voice coming from the room adjacent. <i>No, is it..?</i> The voice was deeper now than it had been when they were boys, but he had heard it perhaps twice since they had become men. He tried not to think of the owner of that voice anymore, he may as well have died the day Francois did. <i>Emile?</i> Fernand hardened his heart to any familiarity he still harbored to the man that used to be his friend, and made sure to lock the door again once he was inside. Time to make himself comfortable, just in case Rene took a while coming back.

[dada0688]

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Today's snippet is from a collab I did with #Knox (@introspective.hiphop] and #Legacy called #IsItTooLate (Written on 8/26/09) Youtube: Goodfella's_GND - Is It Too Late https://youtu.be/KyEPng_ZcyQ #FunFact: i actually did have the rare opportunity work for #Coldplay a few years back #DonDada #Dada #Dada0688 #Gnd #GoodNeverDies #LongIsland #StrongIsland #NewYork #CentralIslip #OGB #OfficialGanjaBoys #Illumni #IllumniEast #LI #LINY #NY #CI #631 #HipHop #Rap #OrigiinalityIsClarity #LyricalContraband #2008 #Goodfellas #GoodfellasGND https://www.instagram.com/p/CGFrA6zHrza/?igshid=duxivswjuvzv

[therealtharell]

#tharell #tired #norelationship #isittoolate #myheart #cpapc https://www.instagram.com/p/CAoIeKhAReA/?igshid=qyhh7vp131sw

[anniedot]

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[katedever]

Good #HappySaturday... Here's today's sunrise. Im the only one at the gym this morning... Weird. Glad I've got my headphones. I'm not ashamed to tell you I just listened to Call Me Maybe and now it's the Beibs' Sorry. Guess today we're doing some blasts from the past 😂 #IsItTooLate #Yep (at Fit Body U) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2Y-EoJhDDPwREMu-PKQzrmnsnI4dFz9OQ1TR80/?igshid=1pvqc7aqd4197

[olympappclub]

Damaged Relationship

Ive Been With My Girlfriend For 3 Years & I Admit I Cheated In The Very Beginning & Then She Did But Now We Literally Shouldn't Have Anything To Argue About Yet We've Been Arguing About The Same Thing From 3 Years Ago. We're Literally Started To Fist Fight, We Dont Communicate Well, We Argue Every Time We Try To Have A Conversation, Its Just Very Destructive But I Still Love Her & She Still Love...

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[tadachae]

“Chef shares horrifying video of plastic garbage he found in a fish’s stomach” 🐠🐟🐬🌎🤯 #plasticpollution #plasticocean #plasticplanet #plasticsushi #isittoolate? https://www.instagram.com/p/BxyM0UIhxNH/?igshid=zo05a4bzlegk