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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Stranger Things
trying on a metaphor
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Cosmic Funnies

Love Begins
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we're not kids anymore.

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Today's Document

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I moved!
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Moving in Progress!
This’ll be an archive blog from here on. My new blog is @asweetheartexplorer
Parasol
1890s
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
Reblog if your muse loves physical affection like cuddles, massages, head scratches and handholding
Acts of affection (platonic edition )
👊 - to give my muse a fist bump
☀ - to pull my muse into a tight hug
🐈 - to give my muse a kitten
☔ - to share an umbrella with my muse
⭐ - to star gaze on the roof of one of out muse’s houses
🌊 - to go swimming with my muse
⛄- to build a snowman with my muse
🎁 - to give my muse a present (sender should specify what)
📷 - to take selfies with my muse
💊 - to make my muse take their meds while ill
👃 - to bop my muse on the nose
nightmare starters
“Wake up! Wake up! It’s just a dream!” “What were you dreaming about…? You were shouting…” “I woke up because you were screaming so loudly.” “Shh– No, no, don’t panic, love. You’re safe now.” “It was so real! I swear! He/she was here!” “I don’t ever want to sleep again. What if– what if I dream about that again?” “If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my mum/dad always told me and it’s never failed me.” “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?” “I don’t want to go back to sleep…” “I’m so scared… I can’t stop seeing what I just saw. It was so vivid!” “There’s really nobody here, okay? Do you need me to show you around to prove that to you?” “How do I know I’m not still dreaming? You’re acting really strangely.” “Let’s get you to the shower, you’re covered in sweat.” “There’s really nobody else here.” “You’ve got a really bad fever. That must have caused those weird dreams.” “I don’t even know what a peaceful night’s sleep is like anymore.” “I can’t do this anymore. These nightmares have to stop…” “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real.” “I can’t go back to sleep after that. I need coffee– no, I need a drink, a stiff one.” “How long have you been having these nightmares?” “I’ve had nightmares all my life, but they’ve been really bad recently.” “You get so worked up before you go to sleep, maybe you should try to relax a bit more. Maybe then you’ll get some rest?” “I’d kill for a peaceful night’s sleep.” “A dream catcher? Honestly? I’m not a child.” “Nothing’s ever helped this. I just need to learn to live with the fact that sleeping will always be a nightmare, literally.” “I’m so tired… but there’s no way I’m going back to sleep after that.”
Sonic escaped into the wilderness when it was dark out and nobody could know who it was. But everything was nearly dark for him. It was a surprise that he got so far.
Wandering through the forest at a fast pace, all he could see is specks of light shining in from the clearings and the faint silhouettes of trees. He couldn’t even see who was around.
But he sensed something.
Stopping, his eyes glided along his unblinking eyes as he looked around the dark clearing.
He knew there was something there. And he decided to speak. “H… hello? Who’s there??”
If only he could see who it was. He could only make out silhouettes in the night.
She couldn't answer right away.
Belinda, wearing a special suit, was documenting some strange glowing moss when she heard him. She switched from a scanner to her tablet.
[Text-to-Speech] Hello. Whoever you are, you probably shouldn't be here. The plant life does weird stuff if you stick around too long!
Garlic butter roasted mushrooms
Glasses
Oliver Goldsmith Eyewear, 1982
The Victoria & Albert Museum
✮ (~Belinda)
@belinda-the-zone-charter
“Can you keep a secret?” Julian was worried.
Belinda shuddered at the thought.
[TtS] He seems like some kind of tempter. If he could do that for laughs, I bet he could shift someone into a form they wanted to have, as well. But more importantly, what’ll we do in the meantime? I could be of some use, he doesn’t know of me…
“Perhaps. But right now I have Antoine trying to figure things out.” He sighed. “If I need your help, I will call upon you, I promise you this.” A promise he would never break.
“For now, please… don’t worry about it. I didn’t want too many people worrying about all of this…. Which is why I’ve been trying to keep it all secret.”
[TtS] Of course; no secret escapes this body! I'm actually rather flattered you'd confide in me. I'm always eager to help in any way I can; until next time, then?
✮ (~Belinda)
@belinda-the-zone-charter
“Can you keep a secret?” Julian was worried.
Belinda shuddered at the thought.
[TtS] He seems like some kind of tempter. If he could do that for laughs, I bet he could shift someone into a form they wanted to have, as well. But more importantly, what’ll we do in the meantime? I could be of some use, he doesn’t know of me…