I let go of you, you let go of me.
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@vinter-mane
I let go of you, you let go of me.
Brother.
Time moves much too quickly, as it always has. As it always will, I suppose.
I write you with news that Masyaf has fallen. I have fled to Jerusalem while I await word from Tazim that he and his assassinβs have overthrown the corrupt leader Abbas and Masyaf is ours once more. I am safe here, brother. The abandoned bureau remains left unchecked. Kept supplied over the years. However safe I am here though I must admitβ¦ I am not safe from my own mind within these walls. From the memories of you. From the memories of us. They have never left me, but here old scars resurface as fresh wounds. Here, I cannot hide from them.
(Inta habibiβ¦)
Your soul, brotherβ¦. It lingers in this place. There is not a corner of this bureau that remains untouched by your presence. At night, I smell the incense smoke as it dances in little swirls down with the cool night air as you keep watch. Can still hear your quill scratching quickly against parchment as you so skillfully map the routes in and out of the city. I can still hear the echoes of your voice here in the still of the night. Word of disdain. Of hurt. Of concern. Confessions of guilt. Confessions of loveβ¦ whispers of desire against my skin, late in the night as the city sleeps.
(Inta omriβ¦)
I can still feel the warmth of your body as you creep into the bedroll, ever so careful not to disturb my slumber. Still I can feel your fingertips artfully mending my skin after battle. Still feel the drag of the thread through fresh wounds. I can feel those fingers moving deftly down my body. At first so hesitant but then⦠with great need. I can still feel your lips as they hover over mine before that first chaste kiss and still feel your breath as it ghosts across my skin. The rough stubble of your chin as it drags down my jaw and neck⦠your mouth working down the planes of my body. I can still see the hard umber depths of your eyes. See them soften more and more each time I stepped foot here. See them clouded with love and with lust. I can still see the hurt and resentment after that last meeting before you left Masyaf for here⦠for good. Before the correspondence went silent.
(Inta albiβ¦)
You must knowβ¦ There is not a day in my life that goes by in which I do not regret the choices we had to make that day. The choices that would lead to your demise and ultimately my own. I longed for a simple life away from the duties of Masyaf. Away from prying eyes. Away from the responsibilities of Grand Master. I longed for a life with you by my side and safe. You must knowβ¦ Iβd never have chosen this life if it wasnβt the utmost necessity. To keep you safeβ¦
(Inta roohiβ¦)
I will await Tazimβs correspondence until the end of the dry season but then, I will have to move on from the pain of this place. From you.
Safety and Peace, Malik.
Your love,
Altair.
tobias santelmann as ragnar ragnarsson in the last kingdom : season two, episode four.
The challenger is Dream,Β once the Master of the Realm of Sleep; as the challenged, the Ruler of Hell,Β Lucifer Morningstar;Β in a contest of skill, confidence and transformation.Β The oldest game.
My heart is racing, I'm light headed, and I cannot catch my breath.
What the fuck is wrong with me? Iβm not even doing anything, just walking. If this keeps up through the night, itβs hospital time for me.
This came up on my Timehopβ¦ itβs POTs. Took me
12 year to get diagnosed with POTs because American healthcare.
This still hits me right in the feels
It would seem that those closest to you meet their end not just during their relationship, but because of it. And as I sit here, I'm acutely aware there may be no one closer to you in the world right now than I.
Prayer bracelet for Odin + prayer
I made some prayer bead bracelets so that i can give regular prayers as offerings to the gods (here's a tutorial on how to make them).
I wanted to do separate ones for the gods i work with, so i made one for Odin and one for Freyr (but i'm still working on Freyr's prayer). For Odin, i looked for pearls that kind of look like eyes (and for Freyr i found some that look like flowers).
Prayer for Odin:
I wanted to keep the prayer short so i could easily remember it, so i wrote 9 short verses, one verse for each bead of the bracelet:
"Odin,
Allfather,
I honour you, Wanderer, and your company on all my journeys,
I honour you, Knowing-One, and your wisdom,
I honour you, Hanged God, and your self-sacrifices,
I honour you, One-Eyed, and your gifts to humankind,
I honour you, Sorcerer, and your powers,
I honour you, Raven God, and your winged companions,
I honour you, Commander, and your battles,
I honour you, Wise One, and your words,
I honour you, Lord of Valhalla, and i thank you."
- The Sea Will Claim Everything, Jonas Kyratzes
(this is a remake ofΒ an older post of mine that deserved better)
In the dark, there is discovery
My truest love,Β
know no shame
βοΈ Freyr Moodboard πΌ
novice (derogatory but also affectionate)
I miss this.
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gather your resolve, commander